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12
Nov

sore legs = a happy heart

For the first time in a long time, I’m starting to go out and…do stuff.  Stuff for which I get dressed up, and socialize, and need a purse that isn’t my messenger bag.  Baby, baby…it’s a wild world.

Last night, I went to prom.  Yeah, that’s right.  Prom.

My friend Jim helped put together a grown up prom (at a gay bar.  Proceeds to benefit the Pittsburgh Literacy council.  How cool hipster is that?)  My friends Abby and Becky all got dressed together and drank and danced until the wee hours (for serious….we were there until about 2:30 am…I went to bed at the time I have to wake up on work days…IF I’ve hit snooze a couple times) and it was awesome.  Okay, so the only two guys who talked to me un-prompted by social grouping situation or prior platonic relationship were, I think gay (one told me how much I liked my dress, the other included his lack of knowledge of ‘hoo-haa’s’ in the conversation and really knew how to dance) but heck, it WAS at a gay bar.  What matters is, I got dressed up and went dancing with the girls and we were FABULOUS.

Now I’ve gotta go buy some salad stuff for the dinner party I’m going to tonight.


31
Oct

In the midst of the word he was trying to say, In the midst of his laughter and glee, He had softly and suddenly vanished away— For the Snark *was* a Boojum, you see.

I feel like I should write a post about the recent events in my life, but I also feel like anyone who reads my blog (all two and a half of you) already knows.

Then again, I feel like in part, I write these journal entries for myself as much as anyone else.  Though they are open to the public, this is still a diary of sorts, and I occasionally comb over old entries and reminisce.  It is a place where important life moments should be recorded.

And heck, maybe there is a silent watcher out there, transfixed by my life.  And if there is, stop being creepy and speak up.

As recent blog posts will reflect, my life of late has been hectic.  My boyfriend of nine-and-a-half years ended our romantic relationship.  Though we remain friends, we no longer live together, and I have moved into my own apartment for the first time, with all the terrifying responsibilities that entails.  My poor little emergency car has given up the ghost for the second time, leaving me bumming rides, bussing or on foot until I am able to take ownership of the Prius.  Along with moving, I had been trying to get at least one piece ready for the art show in which I was invited to participate.  I have been given huge projects to do at work, things that were on tv and stuff even.

All this was put aside, however, when, last Tuesday I was informed that my dad, who had been declining fairly rapidly since early summer, had taken a turn for the worse in the night.  As quick as that, everything else was set aside as arrangements were made to try to get me out in time to tell him good-bye.  I explained the situation to my boss, I got a friend to feed my pets and I threw a couple changes of clothing into a backpack.  Around 9pm I was informed that my dad had passed away in his sleep (as an old family friend pointed out — quite unlike him), but that the arrangements were still on and I should spend the time with my family.  At 3am on Wednesday, I boarded a shuttle to the airport.

I feel like I should say ‘this was a horrible trip and I cried the whole time.’ I feel like it SHOULD have been and I should have.  The fact was, though the circumstances were sad, the trip was kind of wonderful.  I feel horrible for saying so, but it was — I certainly cried some, and was sad at times…but I got to spend days with my best friends and my mom.   It is almost as though my dad’s good-bye present to me was a chance to be around people I loved at a time in my life that was stressful and lonely, but I was unable to get home on my own.

If that was your intention, thank you daddy.  I’m sorry you weren’t able to stay long enough for me to see you, but I am sure you had somewhere more important to be.  I hope you are partying like a rock star, surrounded by hot chicks in skimpy outfits.  I love you.

 

23
Oct

Chilly Morning

My chilly mid-October morning was made a little cozier when I tucked a kitty inside my hoody.  

23
Oct

Horrible rodent-born diseases

 

Yesterday I desperately needed to get out of the apartment.  My week had been full of working and my weekend, trying to get at least ONE piece done for an art show that I absolutely don’t have time for, but especially since my name is on a flier that is up at my…can you call it an alma mater if it is a trade school? …where teachers and younger classmates will see it, am valiantly struggling to complete.

By three in the afternoon on Saturday, after sitting on the sofa pretty much all the time for the past day and a half, I needed to get out.  The apartment was stuffy, and hideously messy, due to my busy weekends to date that have not afforded me the chance to figure out where everything goes,  I felt sloggy, and it was a beautiful day.  I walked down to Highland Park to get my blood moving and enjoy at least ONE day of my favorite season this year.

This fat squirrel must profit from regular feedings by park visitors, as along with being much less sleek and slender than your average squirrel, he was bold as brass, scuttling near my feet and looking at me expectantly.






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