Love Shack

Four lesbian couch surfers in the livingroom tonight, sure makes the place feel a lot more "homey." They are all cute, fun girls.

Got my first bike related injury - THAT didn't take long. It looks like nothing, but hurt/s like FUCK! Lets just say the peddle took a deep chunk out of my ankle. I knew it hurt pretty bad, then 15 minutes later I look down and there's a bunch of blood all over my ankle.

And as though that wasn't enough injury for one day...I then drop a heavy pair of gardening shears on one of my toes...well, it's swollen and purple now...I can't say much more on the status of that, 'cept oh yeah, same foot, awesome!

Leaving for Seattle Sunday for business / pleasure (See Ivre, yay!) I postponed Canada for a bit longer until I get some proper ducks in a row.

We are trapping cats on Saturday for the FCC (Feral Cat Coalition)...getting them spayed / neutered and then re-releasing them into the wild after they've healed. We have about 10 cats we are slowly taking care of 1 x 1. I even named a few of them. My favorite feral cats name is "Sly" because he is the most weary of the surroundings. Then there's "Trash" who is the "alpha-cat" / super-penis-tom-cat-man. He is my least favorite because he has all these subservient minions he bullies. Then there's "Ho" and well, she's his #1 Ho. I don't like her either...she snuck into our house for food and got unknowingly stuck in our livingroom until we heard claws sliding across our hardwood floor in panic followed by the ramming of the cats own doing trying to jump through our window at least three times nearly knocking herself unconscious! It wasn't until she climbed our curtains nearly shredding them did we finally get her outside!

Little else to report at the moment, still on the bike hunt and I resigned-up for lovelab more out of the curiosity of the people that shall come. So far in my 12 hour "active" profile state I've had one interaction from a man likely to be almost 60. Wow, I sure get the gems! I would get to date two men in a row that couldn't get it up! I sure know how to please those men.

Not actually - True or perhaps untrue, I was told twice in this past 24 hour period that I provoked the sensation of tears from two different men by just being honest...There wasn't any belittling but apparently people I attract have issues taking a look in the mirror.

Oh, and I kinda have a laptop now.

xoj

Ode

To vanilla latte's with honey at the Funky Door + Boards of Canada on headphones in a comfy lounge chair while flipping through Wired. It's the best way to start the day on the right foot.

More couchsurfers this evening! I've been hosting so many I had a dream about it last night. These ones aren't 21 and leaving 1st thing in the morning so I figured it would encourage me to not drink for a night.

Last night I hit up all the regular spots - Penguin Pub & Basement...
Grilled cheese + 2 coors light...$3...because the bartender loves me. Also I had my bag of goodies from the bins and they wanted to go through it and I made $15 on the spot. Gotta love that. Chris was at basement and tried very hard to make conversation with me about Polvo playing relatively soon and it sorta fizzled fast. I wasn't feeling company too much, I just wanted to suck in some seedy atmosphere and get lost in my mind.

Well, off to have yet another wonderful day of work in sunshine and shorts!

Anew

For those of you who are unaware - my life from roughly 2000-2005/6 can be traced greatly through my livejournal (which is pretty much now defunct) but existing on memories I may or may not want to remember; a great melodramatic saga of adolescent angst for sure. I suppose it's the greatest lasting proof of where I've come from (straight from the horses' mouth).

Recently inspired by my couchsurfing friend Sue-Li and the documentation of her travels, I have a new-found yearning to write and do photojournalism again. Once I get my camera out of hawk the pieces of my life will pick up a bit more. Whatever photos I did have on my computer no longer exist due to the clearing of my hard drive and Windows.

I think it says a lot to take an instrument and be given the ability to show others what may be considered atypical to beauty. My opinion on the matter is sorely lacking representation. I will say I go out every day and I feel more and more blessed to be so liberated. It's like "Wild Horses" by the Rolling Stones "I still have my freedom, but I don't have much time." But hey! At least I chose to be so busy and who I get to smile at (usually)! So damn ridiculous to say, I know! But I am just so damn happy these days - I want to go wear grubby cut-offs and a baseball shirt, walk out to the middle of the gravel road by my house and just kick-up a dirt storm and dance around in jubilance.

The past two weeks have been jam-packed with couchsurfer excitement and little money staying in my pocket. Nish took off today for London and Lindsey is rarely home, so I am taking a breather and digesting silence for at least three days. I also have been drinking too much. Nish said in a roundabout way that I was "filling in" uh......if I'm getting fat, fuck! What is gonna happen when I'm not malnourished?

The evening of the 20th I am leaving town with John to go to Seattle for business. I get to stay with the lovely Ivre, so I cannot complain! Sue-Li is meeting me in Seattle and then we are doing craigslist ride share up to Vancouver, B.C. since I no longer own a car. Yes, that's right! I NO LONGER OWN A CAR. Lets just say I hit the apocalypse of revelry when I rear-ended some old bastard and realized that driving that thing could get me prosecuted with a mighty amount of fines. So, needless to say SAYONARA. I am currently being chased by law enforcement officials to some extent, isn't that exciting?

I don't know when I will come back, I suppose it depends on when I can get a ride back...and how much I can coerce Canadians into liking me.

Well, the sun is out and there's always more work to be done. No more strip clubs and house parties.

xoj