My front porch is my thinking place.

Lyrics from a Bitches A Plenty song. Hey Kadie, remember how to play this one?! I dont. LMFAO

I'm not DJing anymore. I'll be cooking on Saturdays now. I got burned out. Noelle is totally into it right now so we're switching. You will still catch me in the booth for shows, breaks, perhaps the occasional shift coverage but the regular Saturday night gig is done. This makes me happy :)

That last night I would see you again. For the first time since, well, that whole thing. For nearly two years we managed to not run into each other at all in this city. Although there was that close call fairly soon after well, that whole thing, where I had you banned from the venue but you have to believe me that if you would have shown up that night your gentials probably would have ended up being curb stomped.

So anyways, considering the event last night I figured I would see you and yep, there you were. 

I'm not mad anymore. Obviously Ive had a long time to think about everything. But just because I'm not mad anymore, and know now that I can see you in public and not want to smash your face in, hell, even be polite and friendlyish, doesnt make us friends again. 

If Samantha Ronson and Lindsay Lohan can't make it work--what hope is there for the rest of us?!?!?!?!?!?!
PS I should get to LA like, ASAP! lmfao

Here I am, unpacking moving into the 4th place Ive lived in since moving to Portland nearly exactly 2 years ago (2 years sometime this week). Even though this house (especially the backyard) needs some work and between the four of us still need to get a few pretty essential household items, I think this is my favorite place yet. Its just got a really good feeling, the location is sweet, etc etc. Alex settled in really well and quickly, which is great. Although I thought it was a bunch of old men who lived here before us, and it turns out it was a crack head and some prosititutes LMFAO I guess when Beth and Em first moved in, Beth found a nice bottle of warming sensation lube in the bathroom cabinet, thought Em had put it in there, went downstairs to be like "hey *wink wink* did you put that in the cabinet" only to find out it was left behind haha. Kinda funny but kinda not David found a syringe in his closest yesterday--yikes! But also left behind are a bunch of plastic dinosaurs in the garden and a bike so yeah-yeah.

But anyways yeah 2 years in Portland...sweet! Feels great to be here! I plan on being here a long time!

PS the Bitch Machine (aka my car) is no longer with us. You were a good car on one level but such a pain in the ass when ya get down to it. Cursed from the beginning. It would have been nice to have gotten some $ outta you but based on the way things worked between us I dont think that was destined to happen anyhow. Sucks that my kitchen stuff was still in your trunk. Luckily that was about it. Someone else deserves having a love/hate relationship with you now. Treat them fairly so-so, as you always did me. Ultimately I still blame the hellhouse, though. You were just fine rotting where you were before...

Did you think you'd get away with it because it wasnt very much? Think I wouldnt notice? Cause it was mostly change as opposed to mostly paper bills? I knew immediately when I picked it up and it felt like picking up a kitten as opposed to a fat cat. It adds up and most importantly, ITS MINE NOT YOURS! Disgusts me to think of you rummaging through my shit to find it. Fuck you. Sunday--moving day--will not come fast enough...

1, 2, and now 3...I mean, really. I'm hoping the good things start rolling in with the new housing situation next week, and start rolling in once I get my fucking shit together. Winter is always a sucky time for me, spring and summer are right around the corner!

In two weeks, I'll have Friday nights off!!!! This means I can go to some shows/party/hangout with people again! WOOT WOOT!