I'm Alive!
...At least I think I am. This Friday marks a new beginning: We move into our first home. Big step. Very big step. What can I say? I'm really nervous. The house itself is gorgeous. We both fell in love with it the minute we walked into the house. We walked into so many shit-holes prior to finding THE ONE.
We'd walk into one of these horrific houses and I'd glance at Barry and watch his jaw drop. They all looked so promising from the exterior pictures and details; talk about deceipt!
I don't really know anything about the new location. It's only an hour away from our current address...but it seems like it's a million miles away. The people seem so different. That's part of the charm! The people here seem so...ghetto?
Completely unrelated thoughts: All of this pressure has been excellent for my writing. I feel like I've downed a gallon of Jolt. For months I'd stare at the computer screen, watching the cursor curse at me: It appears (FUCK), it's gone (YOU). Over and over again: fuck you, fuck you, fuck you! It was painful.
New:
Half Drunk Muse
We'd walk into one of these horrific houses and I'd glance at Barry and watch his jaw drop. They all looked so promising from the exterior pictures and details; talk about deceipt!
I don't really know anything about the new location. It's only an hour away from our current address...but it seems like it's a million miles away. The people seem so different. That's part of the charm! The people here seem so...ghetto?
Completely unrelated thoughts: All of this pressure has been excellent for my writing. I feel like I've downed a gallon of Jolt. For months I'd stare at the computer screen, watching the cursor curse at me: It appears (FUCK), it's gone (YOU). Over and over again: fuck you, fuck you, fuck you! It was painful.
New:
Half Drunk Muse