HA!

I danced with former Mayor and current state representative Robert Jones (D) last night, while drinking champagne at Websters. This is him:

So here it is

I bought a bike today. It's probably 20 years old and its yellow. I got it for 25 dollars at the gospel mission thrift store.

I also found a place to live in town for a couple months. The place is actually really sweet and really cheap and really close to work which is really good. So, hopefully this works out well. The biggest downfall is that I can't bring Kevin. But, he's going to stay at my parents house in which I will visit as often as possible. Because he is my child.

So, things are sort of looking up, even though Kristi left this morning. This will though, help me save money. Probably. This has been one shitty week but hopefully its back on the incline.

I totaled my car and live a 20 minute drive from my job, on a good day. This is proposing some issues. I haven't decided what i'm going to do yet. My father wants me to borrow money from the bank to fix my car or buy a new one. My credit won't allow me to do that. Here are some of the options i've been weighing over in my head:

1) Quit my job in Kalamazoo and get one in Richland. This may be difficult because of Michigan's economy and the lack of job availability anywhere. With this option, I can walk to work and continue to live in my parents house, for free. Free food, free rent, free laundry, free internet.

2) Buy a bicycle this week and bike to work in Kalamazoo, while continuing to live at my parents. This would be a sweet option, but it'll still take me at least an hour to bike to work and i'd have to take one of the busier roads.

3) Find a room to rent in Kalamazoo and keep my job (and maybe potentially find another). I've gotten an offer from a friend of a friend who has an extra bedroom in which he would rent to me for $225 a month. This sort of set-up would be optimal, because I wouldn't have to sign a lease, and I could just do it for a couple months while I save up money for another car.

FUCK.

This week has been up and down in some of the worst ways. I just really wanted to get my life together here and it seems to be just as (if not more) stressful than when I was in Lincoln.

So, if anyone has any other ideas as to what I should do, please let me know.

Yup yup yup!

Oh, man. Ohhhh, man. Oh, man, oh, man, oh man.

I just can't quit being happy right now.

In other news, I have an interview today! I'm totally pumped, because this is the first time since I was 18 that I haven't had at least 2 jobs.

Ain't nobody gonna hold me down.

My cat is still the cutest cat in the history of cats.

I'm not even kidding. He's sleeping next to me on the couch with his little arm curled around my leg, like hes spooning. Its so god damn cute.

Two of the loves of my life are together tonight while I'm stuck here. I told one of them to do a shot for me tonight. The other is moving across an ocean in a couple weeks. I want nothing more than to have these two girls be in my life for the rest of time.

I learned some information tonight that put things in my head that I feel bad about. And that's as much as I'm going to say, because I feel bad. But now I've got these ideas, you see. And its probably not what you think it is. And nothing will ever come of it. But man, it would be sexy.

Things with the dreamy boy have gotten more complicated (but nothing that he has any real part of) and I'm not exactly sure how my brain is working. It was this time almost exactly a year ago when I went completely fucking nuts. I've been thinking about that a lot lately and the cause and effect of it all. When I sit by myself for too long I start to think about it and start to feel it again, and I'm not sure why. I'm probably just psyching myself out and have a whole new set of issues I'm trying to deal with and chalking them up to be the same caliber.

What if I drove to Detroit to see you for 45 minutes tomorrow?

Dandelion wine

I spent the majority of the day drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes while reading. It was really, really nice. I picked up some new (to me) books, which include: The siren of the Titans by Vonnegut, Anna Karina by Tolstoy, The sun also rises by Hemingway and a meatless protein cookbook. When I was at 4th Coast, a man came and sat at my table and showed my his antique Chinese coins. They were pretty cool. And then he talked to me about how when he was in the Philippines he was kidnapped by guerrillas who wanted him to turn their dope into hash. Which reminds me. I need to do a little research on Colonel Joe Westnedge. Plus, there's a boy that works there (4th coast) who was playing Billie Holiday and smoking cigarettes behind the counter. It was totally hot.

Work today at 3:30. My parents have been out of town since yesterday morning and in true fashion by sister hasn't been around, which makes it feel like I'm living by myself again. I really like it. Kevin and I laid around in bed this morning for awhile, which doesn't happen anymore because there's usually people up and around for him to play with.

Batman was totally awesome. Now I'm actually upset that Heath Ledger is dead because apparently he knows how to act. It's really too bad.

There must be a lot of worms in our yard, because its raining and there's tons of birds walking around out there.

With my eyes on the prize and my mind on you.

When Kevin sits at the door and cries because he wants to chase the animals, its about the cutest thing ever. His primal instincts to chase and hunt things are running rampant through his tiny body, even though i'm absolutely certain if faced with another animal, he'd be a fraidy cat.

It's really hot here. I generally feel uncomfortable and unnatural in central air, but it does feel a lot better than sitting in the sweltering heat with nothing but a single window unit and a box fan.

I'm so terribly excited about the new potential move. So is Kevin. I am also terribly excited about taking classes again.

I finished Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas today. I felt like I was on drugs the entire time.

Next: Lunar Park by Bret Easton Ellis, unless anyone has any suggestions. I'd really like to read Everything is Illuminated, but it's too buried behind couches and other boxes in storage that i'll have to wait. I'm too scared to start 100 Years of Solitude. I'm not sure why.

The Distillers put me in a productive mood. I cleaned my room AND did laundry today.

I'm going to look up stuffs about Brooklyn now. EEK.

Getting my life together

I registered for a couple fall classes today at KVCC, which means if I go through with it, i'll be here until at least december 16th. I'm not saving money as well as I thought I would be, so it doesn't seem like I'd be getting out of here much earlier anyway. Maybe I can set a goal to be out by the new year. New year, new city. So far i've signed up for 3 sociology classes, one on South Africa, one on race and ethnicity relations and another beginning sociology class (since I failed the first time).

I also started my resume. I'm really disappointed that the only things i'm proud of I did in highschool. It looks like i've sat on my ass for the last 4 years. Which I have.

I want to start gardening more. I've seem to lost all of that initial motivation and plans I had before I moved here. I need to get my butt in gear, for sure.

I'm hungry.

Fleetwood Mac makes me really happy. It really does.

Seriously.

I've noticed (and this probably isn't just me) that as soon as I pull up in the driveway, a song that I really enjoy and haven't heard in awhile comes on the radio. Terrible luck that way.

Today was Sprout's last day open. Sad day. I had the quiche for the third week in a row.

I'm going to look for big kid jobs on Craig's list now.

WHOA.

So, it's been a substantial amount of time since i've written about meaningless crap thats going on in my life. I know you've missed it. You've missed a ridiculous interview with one Mr. Gatten. You've missed the 4 day drunken endeavor Keeley and I endured. You missed...

Well, you missed that. I, uh, went to a baseball game on July 3rd, drank beer and ate peanuts. For freedom. On the 4th I sat on a boat all day and didnt wear my swimsuit, so I held my pee for 4 hrs. Drank beer for freedom. Kristi and I had a slumber party, for freedom. I think I have a crush on a girl, but only for freedom.

Anyway.

My favorite brunch place ever is closing for good after next Sunday. This is terrible news. Not only for brunch, but because not only do I really like people who work there, but they have incredible food. INCREDIBLE.

I'm really broke. Like, in a really bad way. And I want to come back to Lincoln not only to throw Helen Cooper (hard H) a graduation party/dinner, but to celebrate Ms. Sara's being of age. I just, I have a really hard time saving money. I know this is a HUGE surprise to you guys, but its actually really tough. And! after giving a 40 year old man a lecture about how he's only making excuses to not better himself, i've finally realized i'm doing the same. Only 18 years his junior. So, here's to making good decisions. And writing incomplete sentences. And Helen Cooper, who is in love with a fantastic man.

I hope you guys got my lame ass postcards, because I sent them with love. And I love you guys. And its not because of the 2 beers and the glass of wine. I totally swear.