cheyenne

How Ironic....I was in texas for what...like....6 or seven months...and was employed for not even half of it and it took me months to find a job. I get out here to SoCal and get a really nice job in a law office doing what I enjoy doing in less that a week. Actually, i was here for 3 days and had a job. hmmmmmm...veeeeeeeeeewwwwwrrrryyyyyy eeeeennntereesssstiinggg...
anyway, met Casper Femi and Jersey the other night to celebrate Femster's barfday. they were all really sweet and lots of fun...just wish I didn't have this nasty headcold and could have stayed longer. Hard to be oneself when you feel like total crap.

At first when I got out here, I was totally depressed and was ready to pack up and go back to Austin. (which is not where I was living while in Texas, but that is a fun city) But, after getting a job and getting a nice apartment rented out here and seeing old friends and family, I am feeling soooososososososososososooooo much better. the only thing that could make it any better would be if Illyria and her human pet, Big A were here. Hopefully, they will come visit me, fall in love with socal and move out here to share a big ass beach house with me and my human pet, lower case J. That would make my life absolutely perfect.


Now if only the movers would get out here with my damn board and wetsuit....