So, I just realized that I have totally neglected this blog for more than a year AGAIN! Life just seems to have it's own course and keeps keeping me away from updating this blog.

For those who care:
I am still in VA., I have a job, and Misha & I live in a one-room cabin on a small farm. ;)

The intention of making it out of VA is still there, but I have some things that I need to finish here first. Again, funny how life works out. I will not forget about this place again. I'll start posting more interesting stuff as soon as I get a plan in action on what I am doing.

My birthday is this weekend. I will be 29 years old this year. One more until I change into my 30's. I'm a little ambiguous about this birthday, as my life has changed so much in the past year, and I thought i was on track for getting wht I wanted done by 30. Oh well. We'll just have to see what cards are dealt for me in the next year. The goal back when I was about 12 was to have 1million dollars in a bank acct, or other savings system before 30. hmmmm....can I make 1,000,000 in 1 year?? I think I can with a whole lot of blood sweat, and especially tears.

Until then, make my day! Send me some birthday love.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VAGABOND!!!!

With this little link, you can send me a birthday present that I am SURE to use!!

I'm still in Marshall, VA; still holding down the fort at my sisters' house. They are due back this evening. Still without a phone, since the payments I am waiting for are coming from good ole' Massachusetts, and since I am not there to break legs, people seem to think they don't have to pay me. :( As much fun as it has been without a phone, it pretty much hinders anything else that I try to do. Selling things on Craigslist, not easy without a phone. Setting up computer repair jobs...again not easy without a phone. Finding out that my other sister drove from MA to VA and drove past me last night because I didn't have a phone for her to call me.

Now that I am done bitching...I am actually enjoying myself in the sticks of Virginia. the people here are nice, and do not fear talking to the scruffy, bearded, dreadlocked me. In Massachusetts, that's a whole different story; even for those living on my street and in my neighborhood. Anyone who has spent time in MA knows that we like to replace things in our speach. R's become H's, H's become AAAAH's, and hellos turn into F.U.'s. I have had a good conversation about my appearance every day since being here. Just plain odd, considering I laught at my appearance some days.

It has been thundershowering here all day, on and off. I went to mow a lawn today, and got it done 15 mins before it downpoured. I was in the car on the way back home when visibility went to 5ft in front of the car, but the lightening show was intense. I saw no reason to bring the camera with me to mow a lawn..HAAA The clouds showed me. Maybe it will be attached to me from now on. I've always hated looking like a tourist with a camera dangling from me. I mastered the art of carrying my camera in my pocket, and revealing it only for a second for the photo while backpacking through Europe a few years ago, but still, it's just an aggravation to carry around on a daily basis.