Timing

Mum arrives in 2 hours
just in time to help me from imploding.
it's not so bad. being homeless. ha.
it's just that I'm being eaten alive.

Really though,
I've been on this positive wave for a while now, sometime in December to be exact.
not that I haven't lost it for a moment or two in the meantime, but overall...
I don't have a secret trick to keeping this attitude alive, it's beyond me, it's a knot in my stomach that's connected to a rope, that's pulling me to where I need to be.
But, it's like I can feel the pulls, they kinda tickle and make me laugh out loud for no reason.
or I'm losing it.

it's just that I may be homeless, but i'm not jobless and the people are rad, and the money is money. Plus it's Fall and there's something about kicking up painted leaves when you walk, and stirring around the aroma of another seasons change.

it's all happening. or something else. magic.

side note: when did it become acceptable to use the term douche to describe a person on tv?

TIA

forming thoughts into words is proving more difficult by the day.
I live in a hostel, nothing awkward about waking up to three new strangers every morning.
Just finished my first week at work, so far so good, keeping my fingers crossed and lips sealed until my 2 week probation is up and I get the all clear this is your new life.


Moving into an apartment for November, temporarily, until I find a place closer to work.
Oh! and most important
My Mum is coming to visit next week, (imagine this statement is followed by so many exclamation points that it becomes painful to look at)
it's too good, I feel a bit disconnected these days -
I also feel that it's noteworthy to mention that there's a serious macbook party happening in this hostel lobby
- like for every day I live here, a year goes by at home.
you know?

next week is Hallowe'en, my work is having a party, I need costume ideas.
something that won't impede my already questionable ability to pour drinks and serve food.

please and thank you.

Money....that's what I want (Joe's money) <- insert shuffle dance

So.
I'm finally gonna be making money instead of spending money, and I have a long way to go before I'm back in the green, and realistically shouldn't be spending a single penny of my earning short of buying food and some warm duds.
however.
I've already got a long list of wanna have it, really need it.
things like painted skin and platinum locks.

you can have cents but it don't give you sense.

Hey Internet

Miss me?

Start my new job on Tuesday!
adventure tales to come when I finish picking apart all the visions
in my brain.

Here's a sneak peak:

My iPod is acting as a sensor and won't let me type in the box. It's probably for the best. Viva italia

To the first man I ever loved

I can't seem to find my way far enough into my memory box
to say exactly what it was like the first day that we met.
but my heart tells me
It was love at first sight.

Happy Birthday Daddy
I love you so much