29 August 2003


I feel like a muppet...box me up and move me on. Yeah, I'm moving...again. Only down the road into Franklin, Wisconsin,which is literally something like a 2-3 mile move, but even that small distance is taking it's toll on me right now. Have I mentioned I detest moving? Have I lamented about how I hate everything I own at this point and wish I could just chuck it all out? Hateful hateful hateful.

I'm moving in with a friend, Michelle. She became a good friend when I met her at my birthday party back in April. (She's an old friend of Paul's.) So I'm having a roommate...in more than one way. This move means Kaitlyn and I have to SHARE a room. Kill me. SO much for an active healthy "ADULT" bedroom. *sigh* But, we do what we must to prepare for the future. That's what I keep trying to tell myself.

The future...I have new hopes for it...hopes I didn't think I'd ever have. But at this point and time, I keep it tucked away in my heart. I'm positive of it, believe entirely in it, and wait for the time it will arrive.

So...I'm going to try to update this thing more often. Good luck withthat.


06 March 2003


Updates...hardly something I thought much about over the past few months. You see...life threw me a real curve. Hell, that's a lie. Life picked me up by the ankles, shook me and threw me against the wall. Hard. But...amazingly enough, I didn't slip into a death-like coma. Instead I got myself up and tried to make sense of what direction to go. Sometimes the best way to go is a route you knew so well you didn't know you knew it. So here I am...in the land o'cheese...Wisconsin. I moved. I really did. And it's a good thing, all in all.

I am now the Assistant Entertainment and PR Director for the Bristol Renaissance Faire. Wow. Who'd a thunk? And I like it. Why? The people are cool, I respect the faire as a whole...and I'm good at it. Damn good at it. I'm proud to say it.

Of course, there must be a dark side. Kaitlyn is back in Michigan...but only until April. She stayed with her dad (the EX) while I earned some money and found us a place to live. Which I have successfully done. It's a really cute place in a really nice neighbourhood where she'll have other kids to play with...and I can't wait to have her here. In the mean time I've stayed with my friends, Kate & Pat...who really helped make this happen. I owe them alot...especcially for the state of my mental health. Staying sane inside the insanity...

This also means missing friends. Fortunately there is modern technology so I can IM with people and keep my contacts fresh. It's really important to me to keep those people whom I consider family. (note to Liz...move, move, move) I miss them...but they are only a short 5-hour drive away. I can think of much worse things. And now I have a whole new state to share and explore with them. That's a bit exciting, I think.

Do I have friends here? Yeah. Kate & Pat, of course...Paul, whom is an entry unto himself...and others. They will gain strength in the friendship pool one day.

But there it is...an update. My life in a nutshell...which I don't know if it's any better than a fortune cookie...but at least I'm semi-sane. Can you say the same?