So, that's where I've been. It's been lively lately. Lots of invitations, events, promises of drinks, phone calls, and what not. I'm digging it.
My fibro nearly knocked me out yesterday with 92 degree hell, but I stayed in and slept. I saw Kathy Searle today on E. 9th street and she told me I looked great, so that was nice. I miss Mike from Toronto horribly (what else is new), I found that my childhood friend from 1981 now has two dogs and is married in Tampa, I'm getting all sorts of funny stuff on Bea Arthur, and two of my ex's are now talking to me. One still in a civil fashion, one finally in a civil fashion. He's married now, too. Which I might have had something to do with, since I'm the one who screamed at him viciously over the phone to grow up around this time, ten years ago.
I promise NOT to twitter, even if I get a blackberry. That's just too damn much!
Next housing court date is May 12. More people are getting letters from the landlord taped to their door.
Con Ed, hire me!!!!! Interview is on May 2. Wish me luck. No, WILL me luck!
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