So...wow. I have 10,000 pageviews...not really sure when that happened, but I think this is one of those things you say thanks for...and I'd like to think all the artist here on DA. The ones who inspire me, the ones who support me, and the ones who watch me just in case I go zombie on them, and the ones who wait around for me to return when I dissapear from the Earth sometimes.

Here is my honesty as my gift...(as only I can give it.)

I finally have my dream job. A bookseller at Borders at the same mall where I work at JC Penney's. My crew is composed of an amazing cast of wonderful characters. Becca, my boss. Beautiful multicultural Goddess, and accomplished writer, rich in knowledge, and life itself, vivacious enough to instill a since of romanticism, and calm in my being whenever I am in her presence. The wonderful Lady Erin, the Asst Manager. Gaming, Tech, and Net extroadinaire. beautiful in the way that Thora Birch was in Ghost World, and Bee was in Ginger Snaps. Always a friend in my quest for food, and mischief. There are others...but meh. I am the only penis amongst them, and rarely feel alienated. However, there is trouble as I may soon have to choose between taking a pay raise and more responsibility, as apposed to working both jobs. Le sigh...

One of my ex's is writing again, and this is in my mind because I remember some years ago reading something she had written, something she didn't like that she had written (when everything else of hers I'd read had left me feeling barren), and (to be blunt) her words made me want to ravish her. I believe she has talent, and am excited for her future.

My "wife" and her son have moved to California. Where this'll go, I do not know...plans for the big "D" are left up to fate as well...

I have for the past several weekends sat at home, or been to work even on my off days as I have been constantly stood up on dates. I believe the movies have it all wrong when they portray this happening often to women as my number stands at 16, including earlier this evening.

I have acquired a bass guitar. "Haseo", and violinist for a band I am forming which still does not have a name...or any other musicians at the moment. However, when I know something, so shall all of you.

My "sister" is an idiot. I'm not sure what else to say, and seeing as how I didn't plan on saying that, I'm sure I feel it to be the truth. I'm not sure if I know what she wants, or if she even knows, but I don't have time to wait for abuse anymore, so my aim is simply to move forward, and walk only with those that would walk with me.

I may or my not have decided to become an alcoholic again, as it inspires me to write, draw, play, paint, and fuck like no muse or love I've had ever has before. I like vodka.

I love zombies. A perfect date for me includes some light yet yummy food, George A. Romero, and some heavy petting and making out followed by possible continuous fornication, wet, sloppy, and the way we humans should have kept doing it from the get go.

I hope to someday have that date.

I hope to have it soon.