When I moved to Lakeview back around 2007 it was as silly as it may sound, the culmination of a long-running goal of mine. Since I was 5 I had wanted to move into the city. Our visits to my dad's mother who lived around Paulina and Newport on the north side were like excursions from the deserts of the suburbs to a bustling oasis. It was so unlike ( Read more... )

It was a year ago on this day that we set out on our road trip to New Orleans for Halloween. About this time we were over halfway through the state of Illinois I think ( Read more... )

So far the horror of last week has not (yet) found its way into this week. The constant henpecking and whining from my clients has been silent for the past day and a half. Though, I am sure my just mentioning that will doom me ( Read more... )

One of the ways I attempt to deal with my depression and stress is through fantasy. A year or so back in the midst of my dark days in my old apartment, with that bitch stomping around above me day and night, I began forcing myself to fantasize about various life dreams and such as an escape ( Read more... )

The stress from work is still immense this week. Even as I have jumped the hurdle of the most serious parts of the phone project the remaining issues peck at me like attacking crows. There is no rest to be had because even in the quiet moments there is nothing but the fear and anxiety of the next impending call, from the moment I wake up until long ( Read more... )

I had gone back to New Orleans for another Mardi Gras this past week. It was sunny and warm to start, but as with all the weather in this hemisphere right now, by Monday it was cold and Tuesday was cold and wet. It was a rather miserable experience over all and it tarnished a bit of the love I bear for that city ( Read more... )

it was a year ago this first Sunday in March that I was to receive the phone call that has dictated my entire life since. The call from my landlady saying she was taking my apartment. And it feels as surreal now as it did then. Like a never-ending, living nightmare. I still sometimes wake up in the morning wondering if it was all in my mind until ( Read more... )

I'm settling back into the routine at home. Mardi Gras 2010 has come and gone now. It was fun but oddly enough I am glad to be home and as of yet have not had a backlash of hatred for Chicago like I usually do ( Read more... )

Nothing beats the feeling right before you go on vacation. Like, before you even leave the house. Maybe I get more anxious than most because I don't travel too often but it is such a strange feeling of both excitement and panic ( Read more... )

Three days left pretty much. Can I survive ( Read more... )