From: bifemmefatale pt 2

2. Tell me about where and how you grew up. that is such a broad question, shit.

I don't much remember the first couple places I lived, after my dad died I know we moved down to madison and I think we went back up to the country for a year in between? but when I was three we (me, my mom and my grandma) moved into the apartment on the south side of madison that I stayed in until I was 17. It was a shitty little apartment in an 8 unit, in a pretty poor neighborhood that was never as bad as people acted like it was, until it got bad near the end.

We were poor and my mom drank, not gonna lie. But living in a "crappy" poor neighborhood had it's benefits, because there were built in friends. There was always at least one kid within a year or so of my age living right in the building, sometimes a couple. And we had the girl building on our block. after the very first, all of my in building friends were girls, and most of the time the kids in the other buildings on my block were boys. so if I went out of my building, 80% of the kids on my block were boys. I say this like there were tons of kids, but it was never more than a half dozen or maybe 8 kids in my block at a time. After third grade, I was the only girl on my block, one of only three white girls in the neighborhood, five kids on my block. By 6th grade, I was the only kid on my block besides the ones young enough for me to babysit. But it was still a lot more kids right close than my kids have, it seems. there are kids on our block, but they are always in their own yards.
I hung out a lot with the girl across the hall, who was a bully, a couple years older than me, and once locked me in her closet. She stayed til I was in 5th grade. last I hung out with her I was like 17 and she was still getting me into fucked up situations. I got back in touch with my actual best friend from my building through facebook, but we have nothing in common now.

Jeez. I could ramble on about my childhood for hours, and I've hardly touched on anything.

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hey tessibean

I had a dream about you. We were hanging out on the balcony of some big party, and you had dyed your hair blue. And I had just found out online in the dream that you were coming to wiscon, so I was like freaking out and jumping up and down with excitement that you were gonna come all the way from jersey ? to go to the scifi con and we could hang out more.


and noo, i do not think you are in jersey

art week

it's been art experience week by accident. this weekend, pobo asked if we could go to the art museum soon. So monday we went downtown to the art center at the overture, with a picnic to eat on the roof garden, and the art center is closed on mondays. so we had lunch in the overture lobby, and explored the Overture building on it's own merits. they have three small art galleries in the main bldg, so we still got to see a good dozen paintings, and some sweet mosiacs. Pobo got restless, so it was probably best that we didn't attempt the whole art museum. and the overture building is just fun, with the little in the round space and nifty stuff to play in.

Then last night after we got done at the playground with my mom, we stopped to see how the birds were doing.


and probably spent a half hour exploring them, and the smaller birds that were lined up along the bike path. smaller as in 9 feet tall.

Wze get home and I showed the kids some more of evermore's work online, and now we're planning a field trip out to see his forevertron and the rest of the stuff at his yard. I don't know who is more excited, the kids or z and I.