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Okay. So here's what's up for right now kiddies. ....
Ah, jeez, I feel so inclined to get you all caught up on the insanity of the past two years (three years? I think I need an outline) but... hmm. I'll just write out whatever comes out at the mo' because you, my dears, need to know, because I'm sure my lack of loquaciousness has got you worried about me.
Everyone's worried about me.
AH-ha-heh-hegh-hecgh-hughf-hem. Alright. Well, today's the last day of my lease, I don't have anywhere to live right now, and I may very well have to hang out and sleep with the local bum Slim at Spudnuts tonight unless someone gets back to me about letting me sleep on their couch. I have absolutely NO MONEY and am crazy in debt. Well, not CrAZy in debt. But my checking account is in the negative and that's not cool. I really DON'T have any money. And I'm not going to ask my parents for any money (yet) because I have a job now and the last job I had for a week (at the Bookstore) should be sending me my paycheck very soon. I mean my parents will help me out but what can I say, I'm a strongheaded idiot who likes to prove her strength, resilience, and independence even if it means camping out on the sidewalk for a few nights.
I know, I'm crazy, but I've lived in the USC neighborhood for three years and I know the local characters.. actually I think it might be kinda fun. HA HA. I just need to borrow someone's pup tent and camp right out in front of Troy or the Shrine.
Hmm... Right now I'm borrowing Mr. Mike's pooter and turning it into command central for Operation SquatCouch.
boy: hey my friend just got a place on hollywood blvd
boy: i'm surprised he affords it because it's practically next to the chinese theater
boy: i'm going to be spending a lot of time there
Me: really? Because I work at Hollywood/Highland now
Me: at **** as a ****
boy: or at least until the hollywood scene gets old
boy: suhweet
boy: so no more for the aging lawyer?
Me: He died!
boy: well his wife was in law also
boy: right?
boy: or polititian
Me: well, yeah, I stopped working for her, it got to be very stagnating and I wasn't really going anywhere with her
Me: does your buddy want a roommate?
Me: lol
boy: only if you want to get high from second hand smoke
boy: this guy is leaving USC to go to musicians institute
boy: and actually he's rooming with a longtime friend
Me: he wouldn't want a hot girl walking around doing chores in her underwear chipping in on the rent?
boy: actually thats what i was imagining and i realized i would'nt even tell you if he did need a roommate.....because i'd be too jealous
Alright, well, that's enough for now. I'll get back to my novellas some time later this year, but I think the best way to recount to ye masses of all the engrossing details of the past year and earlier and now and the webs of intrigue that weave between is to give you tiny enticing morsels. I'll try and update more.
Lots of butt-sex luvin' for the honeys,
<3 Maria
PS: ANDY-kun, can we be roommates?
...
Okay. So here's what's up for right now kiddies. ....
Ah, jeez, I feel so inclined to get you all caught up on the insanity of the past two years (three years? I think I need an outline) but... hmm. I'll just write out whatever comes out at the mo' because you, my dears, need to know, because I'm sure my lack of loquaciousness has got you worried about me.
Everyone's worried about me.
AH-ha-heh-hegh-hecgh-hughf-hem. Alright. Well, today's the last day of my lease, I don't have anywhere to live right now, and I may very well have to hang out and sleep with the local bum Slim at Spudnuts tonight unless someone gets back to me about letting me sleep on their couch. I have absolutely NO MONEY and am crazy in debt. Well, not CrAZy in debt. But my checking account is in the negative and that's not cool. I really DON'T have any money. And I'm not going to ask my parents for any money (yet) because I have a job now and the last job I had for a week (at the Bookstore) should be sending me my paycheck very soon. I mean my parents will help me out but what can I say, I'm a strongheaded idiot who likes to prove her strength, resilience, and independence even if it means camping out on the sidewalk for a few nights.
I know, I'm crazy, but I've lived in the USC neighborhood for three years and I know the local characters.. actually I think it might be kinda fun. HA HA. I just need to borrow someone's pup tent and camp right out in front of Troy or the Shrine.
Hmm... Right now I'm borrowing Mr. Mike's pooter and turning it into command central for Operation SquatCouch.
boy: hey my friend just got a place on hollywood blvd
boy: i'm surprised he affords it because it's practically next to the chinese theater
boy: i'm going to be spending a lot of time there
Me: really? Because I work at Hollywood/Highland now
Me: at **** as a ****
boy: or at least until the hollywood scene gets old
boy: suhweet
boy: so no more for the aging lawyer?
Me: He died!
boy: well his wife was in law also
boy: right?
boy: or polititian
Me: well, yeah, I stopped working for her, it got to be very stagnating and I wasn't really going anywhere with her
Me: does your buddy want a roommate?
Me: lol
boy: only if you want to get high from second hand smoke
boy: this guy is leaving USC to go to musicians institute
boy: and actually he's rooming with a longtime friend
Me: he wouldn't want a hot girl walking around doing chores in her underwear chipping in on the rent?
boy: actually thats what i was imagining and i realized i would'nt even tell you if he did need a roommate.....because i'd be too jealous
Alright, well, that's enough for now. I'll get back to my novellas some time later this year, but I think the best way to recount to ye masses of all the engrossing details of the past year and earlier and now and the webs of intrigue that weave between is to give you tiny enticing morsels. I'll try and update more.
Lots of butt-sex luvin' for the honeys,
<3 Maria
PS: ANDY-kun, can we be roommates?