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I don’t mind other people’s company. I love company. Not very large groups where I feel like I have nothing to offer except the occasional joke and the usual sit back and observe. I like meaningful conversation, but I enjoy the quiet and my solitude way too much.

I get lonesome for other people, but at the same time feel perfectly at ease with the non-presence of drama.

My upcoming birthday celebration is at a grinding halt. While I’m still going to the concert on Friday, I have to work. I coudldn’t get the day off. Bummers. I was allowed to have Monday off, however, a friend of mine who had been in some horrible trouble two years ago, his attorney called me to be a character witness just in case he is convicted of his charges. I would need to be available either Wednesday or Thursday. I have those dates on standby. On top of all that, my sister went to the ER (I was bout to type rehab-she’s not a junkie-lol) this week so I don’t know if she will still go. I will have to bring my clothes to work and change, my hair is not beautiful like I wanted it…::sighs:: there is NO way this birthday will be fab like last year when I turned 40. I guess because it’s 41 I’m doomed for it to be messed up at least a little. No fun repeats for me. Well maybe I won’t be sweating like last time either. I’m very sensitive to humidity. And this year, for the past two weeks it’s been raining and disgustingly humid. I’m going to smile and enjoy it anyway.
BOOOOOOO!!

I do so hope this isn’t the beginning of some sort of pending drama. I tend to over think, but I cannot deny a feeling.

I met a new neighbor yesterday when I got home from work. She is this tall, thin bodied goddess with a nice smile. I was going to shake her hand while she had her arms out for a hug. Some people are like that. So I stepped off my stoop and embraced her. I don’t like hugging everyone because their energy isn’t always the best. But I gave her the hug along with an introduction.

I may have potential beef with neighbors that it’s making me think about buying my own place. If I do something like that, I would like to have it soundproofed. Someone in the back of my place, my bedroom window faces the back, was outside in the pouring rain, drunk and singing Mariah Carey songs. BADLY. If this were a cartoon she’d have had a boot to the face. I’m thinking about buying a gun just to have rubber bullets in it so that I can shoot in the air if she ever pulls that again. Nah, I think I will once again entertain the possibility of buying a house. I contacted the realtor connected to that property. I told them I understand everyone needs a place to live, there is a responsibility to respect your neighbors. I said that I didn’t care what anyone did in the privacy of their own home, but when you make your private moments public and they disturb the peace then we have a problem. And I’m STILL trying to find soundproofing materials for the wall between my apartment. When I woke up to hear the catersquawking my wall mate neighbors were playing music too…AT ELEVEN THIRTY PEE EEM…

Call me crochety I don’t care. I’m respectful, at least I try to be until I feel the urge to dish out the medicine given and believe me I have asshole tendencies so, prepare for the shit.
ha ha..

I need a house just for privacy sake. I don’t like the idea of everything needing to be fixed will have to come out of pocket. I don’t have enough reliable people in my life to do particular work. I’m a single woman putting herself through college, soon to be putting her child through college. Have a student loan to pay back. What can I possibly do to afford a house? I’ve been researching some programs to help someone such as myself. Maybe I need a home buying mentor. Do they have those?

At anyrate, maybe I should just do the concert Friday and nothing else for the rest of weekend.

My daughter, Praise the Creator, has gotten her first apartment during the moving she wants baby to be at my house. Well, my son will watch him for a hot $15.

So yeah. That’s it.

Kindest regards,
Sister