tinyhobo

Saturday's make me feel real. I don't know if that makes sense. Saturday's I get my hands dirty. I clean, I bake, I fuck. I spend all week trying to get my work noticed in the boy's club that is my company, that is nice to settle in Friday night with the idea that the next morning I will be doing the domestic things I so love.

This week,people have been getting shot on my street. My area was fairly safe. Drug deals have been on the rise. Mid week someone got shot. Now its payback time, and its been a bit of a warzone here. We have stepped up the renovation to sale process, which means free time will be few and far between. That is fine.
We think we may move out of state. But not for a while. We probably will move to another county for a few more years, then off to sunny NJ. Speaking of the Jerz. I should be coming back for a weekend in June, and that will be the last time for the summer..I don't want to be fighting with asshole tourists for a place to park when I see my mom.

Things I have planned.

• May 19th- shoot
• Sometime in the early part of June-NJ
• July 5-Dinner and Drinking with Anarchie
• July 27th -30th Birthday weekend in MD with Martini
• Shooting whenever and whereever possible

If I were and SG I would want Steve Prue to shoot my sets.

I woke up at Noon. I am disappointed in myself that I slept that late. It makes me feel like I wasted some of my free time away, but I needed the rest.