long post. its worth it
i am not permanent.
but i hope to be soon.
my job has me listed as a temporary employee. this was just... temporary, until a full time position opened in the agency.
i think i am going to be moved to days, 7am-3pm.
this would both limit me, and open my schedule. i would be able to go to shows, and craft nights and meetings, but would have to be in bed by 12.
no prob bob.
i am getting my class in order for next semester. last class ever. so excited. from here im not sure where i want to take my education. i want to be an advocate here for a few years, and then see if i want to get my masters. one thing that im torn about is the resources we offer are primarily from the state. dont get me wrong, when a woman needs a home for her kids, she dont give a fuck where the money is from. its just that i see it perpetuating the system and thus a larger system of problems. there has to be a better way.
i am moving closer to work in a few days. im moving 8 miles closer to work, those 8 miles take up a mojority of my commute because they are through seattle traffic. i am looking forward to moving for a number of different reasons.
the place im going to be living in is owned by a woman who has a 12 year-old son. i heard about the apartment through a friend at work. her good friend was just about to move out and didnt want any crazy or mean people taking advantage of her super nice landlord (whose pretty new to the game). so she recommended me, and i got the place. its a mother-in-law style apartment. one bedroom, one bathroom under a house. its not really a basement because the rest of the house is mostly raised, so there are lots of windows. no carpet, only tile and my very own LARGE fridge. ive never lived alone, ever. well see how it goes.
if some of you dont know, bo and i are no longer together. it was amicable, and we are still very good friends. hes probobly one of the most caring and intelligent people ive ever met, the feeling is mutual. its just not right right now.
ive been having a lot of really good interactions with the ladies at the shelter. not good as in "i feel so good about myself, im so awesome" rather good in such a way that i am challenged to grow and to help others grow in really creative and caring ways.
high five is tomorrow night. its an extension of something called "cherry". cherry is a lesbian, queer, bi, buddies dance night. its 6 bux if you fall(or jump) into any one of those catagories. its 20 bux if yr a dude off the street. when me and dana went to cherry last saturday, there were no creepy lurkers!!! it was the most amazing thing ever. so, high five is a no-charge dance party at a bar called the war room. the djs make me happy.
punk rock flea market is coming up soon. im going to keep to my budget and hopefully score some rad shit. maybe soon i can start having a table?
but i hope to be soon.
my job has me listed as a temporary employee. this was just... temporary, until a full time position opened in the agency.
i think i am going to be moved to days, 7am-3pm.
this would both limit me, and open my schedule. i would be able to go to shows, and craft nights and meetings, but would have to be in bed by 12.
no prob bob.
i am getting my class in order for next semester. last class ever. so excited. from here im not sure where i want to take my education. i want to be an advocate here for a few years, and then see if i want to get my masters. one thing that im torn about is the resources we offer are primarily from the state. dont get me wrong, when a woman needs a home for her kids, she dont give a fuck where the money is from. its just that i see it perpetuating the system and thus a larger system of problems. there has to be a better way.
i am moving closer to work in a few days. im moving 8 miles closer to work, those 8 miles take up a mojority of my commute because they are through seattle traffic. i am looking forward to moving for a number of different reasons.
the place im going to be living in is owned by a woman who has a 12 year-old son. i heard about the apartment through a friend at work. her good friend was just about to move out and didnt want any crazy or mean people taking advantage of her super nice landlord (whose pretty new to the game). so she recommended me, and i got the place. its a mother-in-law style apartment. one bedroom, one bathroom under a house. its not really a basement because the rest of the house is mostly raised, so there are lots of windows. no carpet, only tile and my very own LARGE fridge. ive never lived alone, ever. well see how it goes.
if some of you dont know, bo and i are no longer together. it was amicable, and we are still very good friends. hes probobly one of the most caring and intelligent people ive ever met, the feeling is mutual. its just not right right now.
ive been having a lot of really good interactions with the ladies at the shelter. not good as in "i feel so good about myself, im so awesome" rather good in such a way that i am challenged to grow and to help others grow in really creative and caring ways.
high five is tomorrow night. its an extension of something called "cherry". cherry is a lesbian, queer, bi, buddies dance night. its 6 bux if you fall(or jump) into any one of those catagories. its 20 bux if yr a dude off the street. when me and dana went to cherry last saturday, there were no creepy lurkers!!! it was the most amazing thing ever. so, high five is a no-charge dance party at a bar called the war room. the djs make me happy.
punk rock flea market is coming up soon. im going to keep to my budget and hopefully score some rad shit. maybe soon i can start having a table?