If i could get paid in thank yous

Then i'd be set. But of course that shit dont pay the rent. Today i did get two hugs and some nice comments from some great patrons,

Last week Moya came and volunteered with me- she helped so much. She's a natural.

I'm looking for a new place-moving out in two weeks. Having to say goodbye to a beautiful home and a great roommate...tear

All the new places are either too expnsive, roomates are kinda wierd or male, too many goddamn people living there, not near a MARTA station or damn near in Alabama. My current house is a lovely two bungelow with a huge kitchen and hardwood floors in the West End minutes away from the city. I think i got spoiled by having just one roomate who was similar in age. That can make a huge different.

I havnt had a white roomate since that crazy broad at UC Santa Cruz from Fresno who hung up on my mother when she called or the other roomate who wore cat ears around and decorated our room with Death Metal posters...Yeah that shit lasted a good week.

This post is rambling.

So back to apt hunting. Now im all picky. I want a two bedroom house preferable with hardwood floors, near a MARTA station- but not so far that no one can visit. I would like a cable set-up, utilities included, all electric, fun loving roomate with minimal 'guests', something that resembles a backyard, a porch, a good neighborhood where i can concievably walk at night without ending up on the 5 o'clock news or casket...just something nice and stable.

Got futon, will travel!

I want you forever....

I dont know shit about pool

This blog isnt really about anything.
Thursday i took a mental day from work-to presearve my sanity for the upcoming week. Though i love working them- the situation is becoming incresingly difficult. Sometimes i'm on the verge of quitting but then a patron thanks me and i feel guilty for even entertaining those thoughts. Sigh. Damn conscience.
The weeknd was cool. F iona had her book release party, I'm so very proud of her. Moya cooked a killer lasagna . I was able to connect with a few people i hadnt seen in awhile, visited friends. Aghh-didnt get to go swimming though.
Tomorrow im beginning my water aerobics course to get into shape. I'm beinning to feel like a potato. I should not be huffing and puffing up a flight of stairs.

Thats all- im leaving you with pics of us playing pool-this shit is real amusing...at least to me. Black Kortney takes a shot at the White ball

Shan shows us how its done ATL style

MB holds it down for the lefties with Jaz and Gazelle by her side

A little homesick (02478)

Sometimes i get homesick- like when I see Boston on TV or when I asked Jazmine this morning for a strahrw. I can instantly hear Downtown Boston, the load hard accents, the snowplows scraping the streets, the 'T' screeching on the tracks, the way the coins hit the bus fair box, the sirens that go off when theres a snowday, the smell of clam chowda, the taste of whole clams(not to be confused with clam strips), the feel of snow creeping into my rubber boots...

my childhood, frozen in time

I want ot go back so bad...