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My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. What am I doing right? so, my friend becky finally bought a house. soon she will be taking me up on my offer to help her move. (so, all in all, a mixed bag of good & bad news) she has been trying to get a house for a while & i�m thrilled that she got a nice place not too far from here. send her a congrats if you get a chance. going to keep my comments short today. been very moody the past few days. nothing earth-shaking, just not great. hoping to paint it out of my system tonight after i meet with a friend to go over some of his poems. on baby duty all night so i have the time to chill out, do some painting & catch up on Queer as Folk. hey, there are worse ways to spend a night. ever wonder what happened to steve after he left Blues Clues? well, now you can find out what steve has been up to. i�m going to stop now before i start prattling on. by the way� go to AS220 tomorrow for the providence slam finals. should be a great night of poetry & fun. (& you can buy me a coffee while you are there.) more tomorrow. When you say it's gonna happen "now" You shut your mouth |
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