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[stonebender]

loracs is worried that I don't post because she's reading my live journal these days. Generally, I don't post when I'm too overwhelmed or depressed. Not that there's anything wrong with people who post when they are either thing. I just tend toward depression and I would rather not encourage it by writing about it too much.

So from the ridiculous to the sublime and back to the to the ridiculous.



serenejournal and I were scheduled to spend some time together. At about 10:05, 5 minutes after my morning attendent left the house, someotherguy calls me with a message from serenejournal that the car had essploded! Not really, but there was white smoke coming out of the engine and so she sensibly pulled over and got it towed to our house. Even dealing with the car disfunctioning, she made it to the house only about 45 minutes later than planned. She rocks! We had a long needed hang out and schmoose and maybe engage in a little slap and tickle. We had a great time. At least I had a great time. I really shouldn't speak for her.

I was notified very last-minute about a reception that I really had to go to for the Ed Roberts Campus. So I had to leave earlier than I wanted, to go to San Francisco. We were co-hosting (with SBC) a reception for the National Council on Disability. Which is a Council appointed by the president to advise him on disability related issues. Since the Ed Roberts Campus has and will apply to the federal government for funding. It was a good idea to make connections with council members. All of which are Republican people with disabilities (the concept that Republicans with disabilities exist boggles my mind) and one token Democrat. Who I happen to know already, the Democrat I mean.

loracs was kind enough to drive me to the hotel. On the way, we dropped by the T-shirt people to pick up the Alt.Polyamory Con 13 T-shirts. Then off to the hotel we went. Being San Francisco, and being around 4:00, after finding the hotel. Finding parking was an issue. I should probably point out at this time that I'm not crazy about steep hill's. I don't like them generally but I especially don't like going up steep hills. In our search for parking, traffic and road signs seemed to force Carol to go up every possible incline. Way too many really steep hills! In very short order I was a nervous wreck. We finally stopped at the hotel parking space which was only valet parking that cost $30. I couldn't make myself pay that much so we tried one more time to find parking and ended out in a public parking garage that was not level anywhere.

The parking attendant offered to drive us to the second floor where there was level ground and an easier entrance to the hotel. I'm not crazy about having strangers drive with me in the car. Dualing phobias wrestled with my endocrine system. I decided to get out of the car. Mostly because it gave me some modicum of control over the situation. Once out of the car hills were still my enemy because the garage was not level anywhere.
loracs grabbed the back of my wheelchair and we attempted a controlled "fall" down to the garage exit and then to the entrance of the hotel. We did make it with only a few, "this is crazy", "oh shit", "fuck, fuck, fucks"'s escaping my lips. We found out later, that the hotel allowed people with disabilities to be dropped off at the hotel entrance and the valet took the car to the public garage. I really wish I'd known that ahead of time.

I did manage to be the good host. Got over my natural shyness and went up to people, introduced myself, made small talk. I was pleased with myself. I will never enjoy this particular kind of socializing. I was disappointed at how little the Council knew about the Ed Roberts Campus already. We have been contacting them and making sure they were aware of our issues. This reception was supposed to be more of a strengthening of our existing relationship. It seemed more like a first date.

I have to say that loracs was wonderful through all of this. I was freaking and she stayed calm. and helped me get through it. She listened to me and what I needed. She is a remarkable person and I love her so much!

Comments

*hugs*

[tracytreefrog.livejournal.com]

I know you and your hate of hills and uneven pavement I tend to agree with a lot of it not fond of them myself. Sorry the meeting ended up more like a first date than a strengthening of a connection that sucks! Been dealing more with frustration at my life than depression which I guess is a good thing? I miss my big bro!

Re: *hugs*

[stonebender.livejournal.com]

It wasn't that bad. I just expected the council to be a little more aware of the project. I don't know what specifically is going on with you right now, but sometimes it works if you take one small thing that's bothering you and fix it. Then go to the next etc.

I'm still around. I just get uncommunicative sometimes. We just had a long talk on the phone not that long ago. Right?

Re: *hugs*

[tracytreefrog.livejournal.com]

yes and that was great but it make me more aware of how much I miss having you around to just shoot the shit with, I know it probably isn't your favorite thing to do they are rarely very exciting conversations but I miss them.