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