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It's dark, it's soft with some pokey out bits some of which are sharp and hurt; it's like anyone else's head really.


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Monday, January 30

Meage

I'm getting closer to moving out. I have so much information on grants and loans and areas to move into, I'm pretty overwhelmed by it all.

I want to get out of here as soon as I can because the landlord has made it *really* clear that I am not welcome here anymore. In spite of the fact that he gave me until the first of March to find a place he is now pushing me to leave.

When I called him to give him an update of what was going on for me he told me that his mother had fallen and broken her hip and couldn't walk up the stairs anymore, so she need to move in ASAP. She gets out of rehab this coming Sunday.

I hadn't been told any of this before, but he was acting like I was supposed to know that I needed to be out in time for his mother to move in when she comes back. I'm sure I don't know how I was supposed to know this without someone telling me but that was the vibe I was getting.

I'm working as hard as I can to find a place; I've even gotten in touch with resident hotels; contacted several roommate situations on Craig's List; Claire is getting boxes for me; Sparkie and Sparkie's Boyfriend are going to help me move as soon as I can find a place. I don't know what else I can do without just living on the streets.

Yeah, I'm frustrated and I think I'm getting sick.

If anyone has any ideas that I haven't mentioned here, please feel free to offer up suggestions.

And yes, I know I can go back to Maine to live for awhile but that's the thing I do right before I become homeless.

Tuesday, January 24

Why do I do this to myself

I want this bed frame sooooooo bad!

Sunday, January 15

Okay, so here's the deal

I have to move. I lost most of my stuff when I was unable to pay for the storage place - so I'm talking donations. I don't have a microwave, toaster, baking sheets, sofa, bed, book shelves, TV stand, full length mirror, and other things that I can't think of right now. So if you have any of these things and don't want them, then you can give them to me.

And because I have no shame, I'm going to be adding a paypal link. So, if you would rather not have me homeless or desitute feel free to help out.

Saturday, January 7

As of today

I have been living on the West Coast for 22 years. (You can send me flowers if you want.)

As of May 5th, 2006, I will have lived on this coast longer than I lived on the other coast.

Cool, huh.

Wednesday, January 4

Why I'd love another piece of cake!

Happy birthday, Dave Foley, don't get too wasted today because we need you.

And when we think about it, we really need you.

Hey...

Lea, email me.

Sunday, January 1

Me funny

Claire and I were talking about the flooding in Guerneville and how her boyfriend's mom, who lives there, had her house raised 9 feet this last year. I thought it was smart until she said that his mom put in a laundry room in the basement.

I asked if that didn't defeat the purpose of raising the house. Claire said that its a lot of space to leave empty so people used it for storage or for things that they didn't mind being flooded.

I gasped and said, "Oh no, my capsules of sponge monsters!"

We both had a good laugh, I was pleased with myself that I could think of something obscure that would be effected by flood water so quickly.

::pats self on head:: Good brain, gooooooood brain.

I'm thinking

I think nature wants teenagers to have zits, because if they don't, nature kills them; accutane lawsuits. There are so many of these lawsuits out there against drugs that are supposed to make you feel and look better. It seems to me that if you were to put all your energies into, say, precious metal market you might be bored but at least you're alive.