Last night started well enough…I had a decent day, got a facial for free from my old place of business, M Spa. I also got them to wax my arms to save myself from the pain of having that plastic taped pulling my arms hairs out by the root when they start shoving A lines…
to a bunch of people in my email list. Who knew gmail was so frisky and fancy. Creepy only because it comes out of left field for 80% of the people on it. and because I felt creepy sending it—asking for prayers and good thoughts, you know? Today I went to my old job and…
Things in my news: My roommate left town for the next three months. He is working in Baton Rouge for FEMA apparently. He left on Sunday with a few days notice…Great for him. For me it means I now live in my 1400 square foot heaven pretty much all by myself since T balls never…
Today I decided to search out new friends on this thing… Usually I don’t do that. In fact, there is probably not one friend I have actively searched out via search parameters.except maybe my friend S…but then again I can’t remember who added who first. I am not so proactive with the adding…Though I’m pretty…
hahaha. shali is probably most responsible for the fact that I am still here, hoping and filled with expectation. not that everything will be okay because i’m going to work hard to get it, but that everything will be okay because it simply has to be—and it’s been imagined. UPS stinks butt, but that’s because…
To make matters sparkly and nice in my world, I just discovered this fun little issue with my bank: AS IF my health problem and other assorted financial disasters weren’t enough to make me want to jump off of my building, my bank, full of the smart cookies they are, seem to know absolutely nothing…
I’ve been looking at my current life condition, the quality of my life, and the condition of my affairs…and I realize something: Money is the main and major obstacle between having what I need, and want, and doing without. For example, I collect $156.99 per week from the state of NY as my short term…
Oh yes, uh huh. Today, I mean yesterday, the last day of March anyways… I went with my roommate to Prospect Park and drooled at some beauteous too expensive, full of spoiled rich people brownstones as we were walking back. I am so very proud of myself, having walked the three hours with only one…
Oh the squeals of delight emerging from my head (not mouth to screen, see) regarding the current weather. I cannot wait for 98 degrees and 90% humidity…it is the only time my hands don’t appear as pastrami…and any discomfort is curbed by the fact that it’s not 10 degrees and snowing out. I was telling…
The above title is part of my new project…it’s funny when I think about the loads of time I have to argue and debate. It’s almost endless, in fact. Work for me will probably happen, if I am lucky, June or July. That’s the problem with those open hearts, they kill your stamina. My nurse…
