Hitting the reset button and living in Lancaster city is both cool and fucking chaotic. I am in a total tourist part of the city. Across the street is a popular bar with two levels. It is a fifty fifty club, meaning part straight, part gay.
Sometimes I can hear fights going on by a bunch of fucked up drunks who don't know how to hold thier alcohol. I hear them starting fights, tearing off in thier cars in the night. Stumbling in the parking lot trying to hook up.
Living in the city is odd but this is what I wanted. All things being equal I think I'd rather fucking live in Philly. I have my own place, I park my car in a parking garage, paying 60 dollars a month. I started my new position in the new plant about 3 miles down the road. I was born in the suburbs and though I have always been fucking fond of the city I have always enjoyed the fact that I didn't live in the city, well now I do. I felt I needed the change.
For some fucking reason I am waiting to get robbed or for someone to vandalize my car. I carry a knife like I used to in Jersey but here it seems like the need to use it may arise more so than it did at home. I don't live in a bad section at all but there are just so many fucking humans about. Most fuckers don't fuck with me though ( Good for them, no shit)
Hopefully I will have off from work this weekend. Me and some of the fucking boys are going to take the shotguns out to the state park and do some more shooting. Anyway, enough for now.....L8er....AJ