I'm now in philly... What can I say? I'm broke, jobless, and without healthcare. thangs are going awesome. I'm in a new townhouse that has deathstairs! Stairs of death that like to topple you right off of your stockinged feet and drag your tail bone down 12 hardwood steppes. Just for the record the Death Stairs like to laugh at you when you crawl on all fours the the box of bathroom stuff and pound back a fist full of Motrin with nothing but salty tears.

Astrology and me....apparently!

I feel a love and hate relationship coming on with my computer driven/dice rolling/I know your life better than the human warrior that you first rolled up and then abandoned because you couldn't deal with her aggressive demeanor( not unlike the persona you wish you were) silly human way of dealing with life. I hate hate hate packing up by belongings I feel like I'm suffocating my ememoiries... like my things should not have to play in twilight but laugh at the daylight and live in the shadow of their own free will....

I'm stuck between "surfs up/Duuuuude" and "will smith/cheesesteaks wit wizz" whats wizz?

I'm stuck in a plinko game o fun waiting for an opportunity to embrace moving to philly with it's cheesesteak wit wiz (wit wiz?!?) and leaving behind my California/Enunciation type background (which in cali apparently we really enunciate). I will miss the huevos and the salsa and anarchy however I 'm excited to live and be able to visit where all the US history comes from. "Oh so that's where to first settlers lied to the Native Americans!" Awesome "Oh wow the first pox ridden blanket cool!" or the popular "If the natives had any idea about compound interest they would have been able to build the largest casino on Manhattan island and they would have been able to do this with the very beads we traded them for the island in the first place!"
WOW go figure beads + compound interest= Manhattan and freedom! if only primerica had been around in the bead trading days.

D & D

D&D is consuming my life ... this is both satisfying and frightening at the same time. Having grown up with scary parents who both told me that people with D20's were going to hell I guess I'm just going to hope that I'll end up a Fire Genasi in the next life (Or next game whichever comes first).