• catchUp

    i Hate being sick and fevering-that i got Right after my flu shot-has finally passed. things at the transitional house have been weird lately; one of the best women there left for a new place outside of the house, my neighbor in my suite finally learned to lower the volume on her noxious stereo. i also picked up a job at one of the top companies on fortune 100 list of best companies to work at.

    i got a job that will give me a little bit more money per-month. Yipeeee! i am working retail now something i have done before and wasn’t so certain about. i have some really good co-workers. Awe-some. i have finished another poem that i hope to read @ an open mic this week. something i haven’t done for a few months.

    this past weekend my beau and i attended a BurningMan party @ a huge, cold warehouse. the party itself was pretty lame, but i got to see a few guys from a band i have been friends with for most of the time i have lived in seattle. a huge Highlight. even the beer was scarce, i walked around drinking cranberry juice out of one of those tacky plastic cups. sheek. Not. my beau and i found the party Boring-we snuck out early.

    partying isn’t a Highlight of my life anymore-i prefer sitting at home and watching movies such as the last king of scotland, a gripping and quite disturbing movie that was really well made. i recommend  to anyone who has known of the disturbing military regimes in africa. by beau and i decided that the movie was better than the BurningMan party we attended, we thought of going back to the party @ 2am, but thought that sleeping was a bit more important  than being at a half a rave party.

    for the first time i have belief in myself and my abilities-i am looking forward to a cozy thankgiving with my beau and watching movies on Friday-and eating leftovers. Yum.  

  • fallIng

    for the past week i have been sick with the Flu-i slept more than i have in a longTime and really needed it. stay Tuned for my Thanksgiving entry next week.

  • redShoes

    i am walking around with a new pair of shoes-a gift from my BF, a surprise i didn’t expect-the irony being that i got a pair of fugly slip-ons from an ex i have only referred to as the 11k ex. as i spent 9 months in physical therapy dealing with the injury i had. i still have too much pain that it hurts to run and do really physical activity. i adore my red shoes, because i adore and love the guy that gave them to me.

    they are simple maryJanes and are the first pair of red shoes i have owned since being an adult. i haven’t had a pair of red shoes since i these cute pink shoes my dad bought for me when i was 10; strawberry shortcake shoes that he had purchased in america when we still lived in norway. they where awesome. my first cabbage patch kid was bought in norway-and i adored it-back then they where cheaper to buy overseas.

    i miss my old scrappy apartment with a view of the mountains, but don’t miss the Slum lord aspect of where i lived, nor the discrimination i got for being a woman. not having access to everything is what is the hardest. living out of my backpack was hard i remember finding a really great shirt but decided to give it away as i didn’t want to carry that and other things my mom thought was good.

    my writing has changed-because of the medication i am on and how i am functioning. someone suggested i take pictures of my room-and blog about my life in transitional housing. i decided against it partially out of respect of the other women i live with and for myself.

    i am Glad it’s Friday! i’m fruitcake prepping this weekend.