Draped over my bed right now, staring out the window at Innjoy. I cant help but feel incredibly lucky. I have been so worried and anxious these past months about what I'm going to do, where I'm going to go and now I finally feel as if I'm on the track back to stability. I am living exactly where I wanted to live. Hello!!! Note to self: have more faith in the Universe.
ehh. We'll see how long that lasts...
Anyways. Updates. Living in new apartment. Janie is here all summer. Living with Lisa. I feel I need some testosterone in my life?
Everything in my room is covered in flowers. Is this a bad thing? Am I inadvertently pushing any masculine energy away? I mean, my room is sugar and spice and everything nice. I am laying on floral ( shabby chic, naturally) sheets....a floral lantern hangs overhead...to my right, panels of watercolor flowers are hung...
Went to Aldi today. It was amazing. Infinite possibilities. If Traders Joes=Forever 21, then Aldi=Rainbow. Multi-grain asiago chips for $1.99? Sure! Kiddie pool sized tubs of pastel ice cream for $5? What have i got to lose! The only bummer is the chance of being spotted with one of those Aldi plastic bags ( most commonly seen as a year-round accessory for Chicago's homeless).
Last week, when we were moving we pulled up next to a prostitute who was lounging on a bench at a bus stop. She was approx. 786 lbs. Her hair, resembling the fronds of an aloe vera plant, swirling all the way to her (massive) waist. Her fingernails looked like 10 bright pink yard sticks. Her lips, the size of 2 SUV tires appeared to be lined in coal and were glossed to a flattering shade of purple. Her breasts were two round planet sized orbs that could only have been obscured by the" shirt " she was wearing. The "shirt" was made of two curtains, each panel draped over its designated boob. The curtain rod served as her necklace. She was buttering her bosom with lotion when we spotted her.
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