TGIF

Hi everyone!

At last it's Friday. I dunno if that makes me feel better, but at least I get two days to veg. Actually, I got my first invite to some one's house for tea. This is the first person from Massachusetts in the year and a month that I've been here that actually wants to spend time with me. I'm really kinda nervous. It's been a while since I had a friend that I made on my own. So hopefully tomorrow, I will be chatting away drinking herbal tea.

Yea! My specially ordered sink top came in today. It is a white marble-like top with silver speckles. So we can just put that aside because I have no idea when our bathroom project is going to resume. It will be interesting. We are taking out a line of credit to help finish off the bathroom. So when the appraiser comes we have to explain why our house has a half-ass functioning bathroom.

The line a credit lit a fire under some one's bum so finally our taxes for 2005 are finally complete. With this comes a ray of sunshine. I can now apply for a Sallie Mae loan for massage school. It seems kinda stupid to take out a $25oo loan, but I can fill all of this info out this weekend and have my application for school in the mail on Monday. My other option is one that I didn't want to do, but depending on how the next couple of weeks go, I will decide.

I'm kinda thinking about going into the Air Guard. The good thing is that there is an opening locally for counterintelligence specialist. So being that that was my MOS in the Army, I hope I could some how worm my way into that and have less schooling or cut something somewhere. I also don't know where it would land me rank wise, because in essence, it's all about the Bennies. Also, I would get at least $20,000 for school, which would be the biggest reason to join. Bad points: having to pick up another rifle, being in the armed forces again, having to wear BDU/ACUs again, trying to figure out what to do with my tongue ring, crotch piercing, and Afro, and finally, it's the armed forces--national servitude--again. I said I was DONE when I left Ft. Lewis. I would hate for everyone to think I ate my words.


So that's where I am now. Pondering what to do next. I need some independence from my marriage, from this state, from my own state of mind. I need to be responsible for something. You know, feel like I matter. So I would like any advice from anyone out there, but I guess when it comes down to it, it's all on me.

TGIF

For the remaining part of the day, the only thing that truly matters is just living la vida loca, and enjoying a nice cool appletini. Have one on me.

Have a great Friday Night,

The answer to What 1 syllable three letter word would make make a 3 syllable word when a letter is added to it: Are. (when you add an "a" it becomes "area.")

The closer tonight is from the great Robert Frost:

• And were an epitaph to be my story I'd have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world.

• A bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.

Yokai Kifujin