A Journal of Sorts
"look out at the darkness, and you will see just call my name and I'll be there you cannot touch me, you would not dare I am the chill that's in the air and I try to get through to you, in my own special way as the barriers crumble at the end of the day" ~ Holocaust ~ a day off, a whole day off (as the thoughts are casually cast aside with a smile that belies the depth and confuses all but the one uh-huh uh-huh) J . o O ( maybe the updates will help? ) O o . so what do I do?... I go exterminate Rasputin's house... well, not the house... pest control, being very mean to bugs... the Vegan in me cringes, but then, this was one of the ways I worked my way through high school and college (I dual majored in beach parties and relaxation therapy with a minor in the cafeteria games at the time, but it was college) and it's one of the ways I can tangibly pay back Raspy's hospitality... the house had a major problem with palmetto bugs (like three inch roaches, for you northerners) and fire ants (those bites hurt... and they swarm too) and spiders (which aren't actually as much of a problem since they (along with the lizards) eat the other bugs, but they (the spiders, at least) do bite and some have venom that irritates at least a couple of the people living here) and assorted other mostly undesireable little critters... alas, that should be quite over for a day or few... I did my best to leave the the lizards and crickets alone... in between playing with deadly chemicals, I connected the Zip drive and unloaded some of the files on this old laptop on to Zip disks... discovered (much to my dismay) that the CD-ROM drive no longer works for some reason yet to be determined (probably has something to do with the latest piece that fell off the computer... ah, it's lasted four very bumpy years and still sorta works)... and floated around in the pool a bit (just a bit, busy day and all)... Raspy put in a brand new filter and pump and the water has never been clearer so I'll be floating around more often whenever I can get over here (at least until I get the apartment... any roommates out there?... or how about any info about apartments on the east side of Orlando?... the closer to UCF, the better... choosing the right place is challenging without info so I'd really appreciate anything you can tell me about any places... this is what I'm looking for, but if you don't have time to click on the link, here are some brief details... ideally I'd like to share a comfortable, clean, safe, and relatively new place that is home to friendly and at least some social and active people and has access to as many amenities (start the list with pool, gym, clubhouse with pool tables and game rooms, washer/dryer) $500 each, including utilities, can afford... there are literally hundreds of apartment developments in the general area (as close to UCF as possible, ultimately, but I'd consider a bit of a drive if the place and people were great) and I don't have time to visit and explore every one, so if you know anthing about any of the places East of Semoran, preferably east of Dean and so on, please help me out by passing along whatever you know... and all kidding aside, if you know of anyone looking for a roommate who can respect space, stuff, and privacy, pay bills on time, who knows how to share, and above all is honest... then please pass along my address and number... . o O ( time goes by so slowly... except when it's zipped ) O o . so what can I say... the depths are all through the ramblings for anyone who cares to find them... explore deeper as you wish (I can wish all I want, but it takes two to share)... behind the genuine smiles are genuine tears... some of joy, some of pain, some are gifts and some are rain... waiting for you... I'm looking for someone who can take down their walls and share everything as their heart flies or falls someone with confidence to survive no matter what and to that someone I'll give everything I've got I'm looking for someone to share time and space someone who wears the truth they feel on their face expressed in ways that only true friends can see and to that someone I'll give all of me the key to every secret passage inside the hopes and dreams and fears that want to hide the magic we call miracles or love the dream every innocent heart dreams of I'm looking for someone from beginning to end someone who knows the way starts all over again in a life that's a stage play between us we never pretend and for that someone I will be a true friend we never know what might slip out as these journals ramble along sometimes it's something that someday might become a song J just something to prove I was here, these words on a shelf whatever you are doing, I hope you are enjoying yourself J |
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