my computer just died. all of the sudden. it wont turn on. it's completely and utterly dead in the water. and i'm working off someone else's computer right now and that sux donkey punch big time. i feel lost and alone and i feel the "drama". i need attention! i have to go to BEST BUY and ask the boys in the computer dept to take a look under my hood.
man, those guys think i'm a pain in the ass. and when they see me, they say, "OH, IT'S YOU! YOU'RE BACK! WHAT'S GOING ON NOW? WHAT DID YOU DO TO YR HAIR? DID YOU GET A HAIRCUT?" And I'm like Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! and then i blush.
so visiting BEST BUY is the closest thing I have to the "Cheers" experience. and i guess i keep going back cos it makes me feel good.
it cracks me up because the BEST BUY computer nerds call BF
"Mr. McGuiness".
why that's funny to me, i'm not quite sure....
BUT THE GOOD NEWS IS!!!!!!!!
IN ADDITION, THERE IS GOOD NEWS:
things are looking very good... there's a new development. i might be renting my own writing space on broadway and main from my lovely, lovey deanne. the addy is so cute! the street number is 246.
it makes me think of a cheer! 2-4-6-8 who do we appreciate?
who do we appreciate?
who do you appreciate?
i'm all ears. i'd really like to know. and i'm not trying to get all oprah on yr ass or anything.
i appreciate: my parents, my sisters, my nice niece, my cewl nephew, Drew, Parker Boo Mouse, Tara, Buffam, Lara, Deanne, Theresa Lemieux, Ewan, Jeanne, Chicu, Susan MacRae, Carmel, Richard, Ronan, Liane, Gillian, Linda Sanche!, Mark Lawrence, Mark Fuller, my music, Colin, Lindsay, Sadie6, Trish Kelly, Billeh, Rob, my books, my bed, my cell phone, my dumb ass laptop (when it's behaving), my car, my new writing space: the fox hole, my pens & paper, my bags of chips, my smokes, my neighbour Michelle, my neighbour Linda, water, air, mtns. so it' s mostly people and a few things. i also like my senses - sight, smell, the things my ears do, i love the taste of yummy things, i love the sense of touch. YAH, I KNOW THAT DEEPAK WOULD PROLLY HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ALL THIS.
i mostly like people as a rule but i've been irritated today. mostly wigged about my computer not working and the odd person who has come across my path.
case in point........ an odd person coming across my path, this STRANGE MAN said to me, "SMILE!"
like a freakin' demand. i was thinking, wasn't i gee-damn smiling? i'm freakin' happy & lucky and i'm frowning? & how many times has that happened, guys? just all too often we have assholes saying that kinda shit to us. fuck it, don't smile. or smile. do what ya do. it just picks me is all. don't tell me to smile unless you want me to bite you. hard. in a non-sexy mean way. (and yah, that's sexy.)
i'll prolly know in the next few days when i can move in to the studio - i think it's november 15th - more deets to follow. i will send pix.
but what the wha about my laptop!?!??!?!?
to put it out there, mang, i've had a string of VERY BAD LUCK and a string of INCREDIBLE GOOD TIMING LUCK.
it's all just so much. but i appreciate it all.
thanksoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoooooooxooooooooooooooooooooooooxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
the day never ceases to disappoint. 
so i gave a valentine to everyone in my class with the exception of eileen (who didn't shower) and angela (who had a red afro and was very pointy). they hung out together. 
