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i just moved back to toledo from the island. ::big sigh:: hopefully it will be the last time i will ever work there. i learned a few things along the way. one of them being the exact price it costs to keep someone's mouth shut. i hate that job. i hate that place. i miss the java jungle boys, and the foreign kids. that;s about it. i am glad i'm done ... so happy.
matt and i got a tiny one bedroom apartment. it is the absolute cutest tho. it's like a mini- melrose place ... WITH THE POOL AND EVERYTHING. the majority of our neighbors are gay or dying so it's very quiet. and there are no kids allowed. which is a beautiful thing.
so.... i shall have the internet eventually in my apartment which will be nice. in the meantime i am just trying to find a new job and relax from the old one.
so this summer i lived in my parent's house over in marblehead. instead of living on the island fulltime i commuted everyday (that's an hour boat ride kids)... everyday... it got old after the first week. but i saved mucho dinero on the free ferry and no rent. i still got fucked on the kensington house (fucking money pit). ... and i do have to admit that i made more this year on the island than i have ever before. it is a goldmind....but a lot of bullshit comes on the side.
for now i am going to wait for my mom to send me my revised copy of my resume and to which i have to find a kinkos and fax that bitch out to every secretary classified add i see.....
peace love and fuzzy bunnies.
Anonymous
August 19 2005, 22:49:46 UTC 6 years ago
Welcome back to reality...
Hey chica,glad to see you survived another season on the island...
I hope T-town is good to ya and you get a sweet high paying low working job quickly.
NYC misses you...
Anonymous
October 4 2005, 10:30:08 UTC 6 years ago
its been a lifetime
Bekka... i've just spent 6 hours surfing your live journal history of the last 3+ years. i remember you from all the way back then...do you still remember me? i can still place every date with every time we crossed paths. how does that feel? - wierd. it does to me. remember the night ian and mimi and I went to canada for a pitcher - we were escaping pams party? remember who left who with who?... and where? remember the great times we had? we had some great times...chillin and smokin...and chillin. but as roommmates we did'nt get along so well. i remember the first rift in our relationship. one that never was fully repaired all this time. our first appartment. a new love...or maby an old one instead. i was free of her but you brought her back. and it and my stupidness scared the new love away. forever. as love. friends stayed through it all. teaching and taunting. things could be better. sean and me kicking it for old times sake. you and i still talking and not yet avoiding. i tried to talk HIM out of it one night while we played raquetball...he pushed harder then instead. you were just so happy then. crazed - exuberant - carefree - in love. he was a good guy until it was time for it to end. we all know how to end it wise. keep on living and never forget except for the feelings. the pain must have been unreal. that was the last time you called me. i was bowling in cleveland and you were crying...i called again and time was precious to you. again and again... the island i hugged you for the last time for 3 years which i will serve in japan. i do love you bekka. i'm sorry for the dishes. i'm sorry for the mess. i'm sorry for the crockpot :). i'm sorry for the always being there. i'm sorry for the tears i'm crying now. i'm sorry. i love you and i miss you and every stupid thing you ever posted on this danmed live journal.Rock Star Jesus
P.S. Write something i can remember. a story or something...