TOMORROW NIGHT WE TAKE OVER LAS VEGAS! JOIN ME COMPADRES! LET'S TAKE OVER THE WHOLE STATE OF NEVADA! IT'S TIME TO VACATE THE OCCUPIED MIDWEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, now that I've had my outburst I think I can write more clearly now. First, about last night. Nothing much happened, except I talked to Kathy about Michael, and Joseph, and Beckers and stuff. We had a LOOONG and very satisfying talk. It was very nice. Kathy's page is the next one to be updated ... she deserves an update. The current page she has on my cast of characters is just AWFUL! Kathy GOT her transfer to the Michael's in Merrillville. Life is looking like it's going right according to the flow of the stream that is already there but needs to be seen.
Last night also, right before I called Kathy, Joseph ran over from his house shirtless to give me a kiss and tell me he loved me. I was truly, deeply touched. He is such a good man. Today he took me to breakfast and I called him up and took him out to lunch. He wanted to know what the special occasion was. I just told him there wasn't one. He doesn't need to know that it feels like spring outside and a young girls thoughts are turning toward love again. But this time two springs have come and gone in succession and I am still with Joseph. Not without some strife, but we are still together. Amazing, if you ask me.
I NEED to talk to marija tonight and find out when the hell she is supposed to be in the Luxor, and WHERE in the Luxor, so that we can meet them for the buffet in L.V. ~ I'm finding it's pretty hard to schedule stuff with them...she is NEVER online and they are hard to get ahold of. I'll try after I get home and see what happens.
I'm looking forward to seeing my mom and my sister and my brother. It's just a shame that my stepfather is still alive. His being dead would make everything picture perfect.
I'm dead tired today, which is probably the reason for a complete lack of good story in todays entry. I just have not been interesting today.
Had a fun fun conversation with great grandmother when we went out to dinner about her will. She's trying to figure out who to give the house to.
~ My aunt (who just got evicted from her apartment...yeah...I see them paying property taxes)
~ My 20 year old cousin who works at Wal-Mart (In three years she will probably have a job where she can afford to keep the house)
~ My 60+ grandmother who has diabetes (could say more - won't)
~ My hermitish hasn't had a job in ages Uncle Phil.
Well, the one thing my gramma and I agree on is "isn't it sad that the only one who can pay to keep the house is the only one who doesn't NEED it in some way or another"
yeah, gram...exactly
So I mourn the loss of the house I grew up in, just as surely as I avoid thinking about having to mourn my great grandmother. I want that house. I want my childhood home back. I want to put the furniture back into it that my grandmother took out.
You can't always get what you want, no?
More later, as usual.