I blame Robert
for the fact that I nearly titled this entry "Mamma Mia." Even though he's not the only reason it's been going through my head recently. So all right, to be fair, I blame Robert AND The Media.
So, I complain about people not telling me what's going on in their lives, about people not knowing what's going on in mine, and about me having to tell people what's going on in mine. It comes to me that there is a simple solution to these three things, which is to let everyone know what's going on. Thus:
I am still in Richmond. Seeing as how I would like to stay and work in Richmond, I am attempting to do so. If I run out of money before I run out of not having a job, I will be leaving Richmond for either Winchester, VA, northern VA, or Houston, TX (parents' house, grandmother's house, grandparents' house). There is a vague possibility that if I can secure free lodging in southern VA, I would also be allowed to go there, but that's another order of leeching entirely and I don't know that I'd be all that comfortable with it, also it would probably lead to me eventually finding a job in southern VA, which is an area I am very nostalgic about and yet I can still admit that it is a hole.
Also, I am currently homeless, which is to say without a legal address or residence. The lease on the old apt ended last Sunday, and since Vish went to Philly to get his PhD, he obviously didn't need the apt anymore, and I 1) have no desire to pay two shares of an apartment I can't afford when I have no job and even if I did, 2) would really rather not be the person who has to vet new roommates. I was going to be living in 1305, but have since found an alternate solution that does not require me living in a place that would have one less bed than people sleeping in them (I would be on the FUTON, gutterbrains ;P). My current temporary roommate is a lovely young woman who has been very nice and understanding, &c, and I basically adore her. ♥ I won't say anything else in fear of getting in trouble with DER LAW, but let's just say I feel like I'm going through my second childhood.
I should be in town for at least a couple weeks more (if nothing else I still need to get driving school done, and the more I keep saying that, the more I hope I'll remember to do it...erk...x_x), but we'll see what the money has to say about that.
As far as being in town goes, however, I'll be leaving it in the early afternoon on the 13th and returning on the morning of the 17th to go and visit a certain robot before his Army ship date. I'm also debating the wisdom of going to Star's birthday shindig tonight because I know it will probably make me want to visit David, and, well, I dunno. Also the UVA/Richmond game is tomorrow and since my oldest little sister's going there now, that might be fun timez. So yes, I am in fact considering driving down to Williamsburg this evening, from there to Yorktown tonight, then up to Charlottesville tomorrow early afternoon and then back to Richmond tomorrow evening. In the middle of a tropical storm. So, basically, I'm fucking insane. But hey, I'll get to know I-64 even better than I already do~!
So, I complain about people not telling me what's going on in their lives, about people not knowing what's going on in mine, and about me having to tell people what's going on in mine. It comes to me that there is a simple solution to these three things, which is to let everyone know what's going on. Thus:
I am still in Richmond. Seeing as how I would like to stay and work in Richmond, I am attempting to do so. If I run out of money before I run out of not having a job, I will be leaving Richmond for either Winchester, VA, northern VA, or Houston, TX (parents' house, grandmother's house, grandparents' house). There is a vague possibility that if I can secure free lodging in southern VA, I would also be allowed to go there, but that's another order of leeching entirely and I don't know that I'd be all that comfortable with it, also it would probably lead to me eventually finding a job in southern VA, which is an area I am very nostalgic about and yet I can still admit that it is a hole.
Also, I am currently homeless, which is to say without a legal address or residence. The lease on the old apt ended last Sunday, and since Vish went to Philly to get his PhD, he obviously didn't need the apt anymore, and I 1) have no desire to pay two shares of an apartment I can't afford when I have no job and even if I did, 2) would really rather not be the person who has to vet new roommates. I was going to be living in 1305, but have since found an alternate solution that does not require me living in a place that would have one less bed than people sleeping in them (I would be on the FUTON, gutterbrains ;P). My current temporary roommate is a lovely young woman who has been very nice and understanding, &c, and I basically adore her. ♥ I won't say anything else in fear of getting in trouble with DER LAW, but let's just say I feel like I'm going through my second childhood.
I should be in town for at least a couple weeks more (if nothing else I still need to get driving school done, and the more I keep saying that, the more I hope I'll remember to do it...erk...x_x), but we'll see what the money has to say about that.
As far as being in town goes, however, I'll be leaving it in the early afternoon on the 13th and returning on the morning of the 17th to go and visit a certain robot before his Army ship date. I'm also debating the wisdom of going to Star's birthday shindig tonight because I know it will probably make me want to visit David, and, well, I dunno. Also the UVA/Richmond game is tomorrow and since my oldest little sister's going there now, that might be fun timez. So yes, I am in fact considering driving down to Williamsburg this evening, from there to Yorktown tonight, then up to Charlottesville tomorrow early afternoon and then back to Richmond tomorrow evening. In the middle of a tropical storm. So, basically, I'm fucking insane. But hey, I'll get to know I-64 even better than I already do~!