Friday, October 19

creatively yours

as of tuesday, today i would have been homeless. i wasn't too worried, matt might have been a bit more worries however he solved the problem by leaving me for kilarney for the weekend ... jerk; but i wasn't worried because i could couch surf courtesy a few of my new found friends.

as of yesterday evening i had a bed again thanks to a new found friend behind the desk. a polish girl, asia pronounced asha, who has been named war lady by two Swedish fellows because she was to be their land lady. having never heard the term land lady they got excited thinking it meant she was a person of power - i thought it was because she seldom smiled. turns out that's just how she roles.

work is the only excuse i have. however you will notice that i have back-posted a few stories from this week. i wanted to conserve space, as well as your attention span because reading too much in one post is overwhelming - and i know that every word doesn't get read either. for what ever reason digital text doesn't catch a persons eye as much as hard copy text. most people do it, and i thank you for taking the time to read what followed the bolded text more closely as that was my intention.

in short my week has been largely dominated by work. monday brought some welcome visitors, and those visitors lead to making more friends and new contacts, which lead to a delightful night out and the rekindling of old friendships. i took it upon my self to solve a problem, in fact a couple of problems, and i even rid myself of an unwelcome guest.

that unwelcome guest was Decision and I am happy to report that he has receded almost beyond knowledge of ever having existed. a few times a day he will pop up and remind me, but were enjoying our not so trial separation. there doesn't seem to be a need for therapy.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

"that unwelcome guest was Decision and I am happy to report that he has receded almost beyond knowledge of ever having existed. a few times a day he will pop up and remind me, but were enjoying our not so trial separation. there doesn't seem to be a need for therapy."

one word brad, viagra!

tommy

--b said...

my mother and grandmother read this blog tommy. thanks for keeping it real.

as always. i love you.

ha. i just thought of something i haven't told you yet. you remember those never nudes? they are now a bathroom bag holding my toothpaste and shaver and other things.