ra and j

whew...

so its definitely been a tough week for fraggle. ive been trying to get to this stinking science class i have to take and had missed the very first lab, last week i got on a bus late and was sleepily confused to find that what left van ness as an m had transformed into a j so that i woke a little to think hey why am i on church? well the same shit happened this week, i hop on an m im sleepy and running late but its crucial that i get there, i need to take this dumb ass science class well what happens but my m turns into a k and i sleepily wonder why god doesnt want me to be in a science lab..

but i made it anyway and saw some chloroplasts and plant cells and shit...when i described cell structures as little dudes the teacher insisted that such a term doesnt exist in botany...oh well..

so its been a little tough lately like trying to remember exactly how it was that i managed full time school and part time work and some form of social life and study and money and sleep...

lately its been like coffees a food group and sleep a luxury and study number one priority...i dunno...

the roomies finally had thier show which kicked total ass but after that i was exhausted and needed to study plus dye my hair again as a tragic accident in which i tried to bleach out the too dark for me plum which masked the faded purple and then redye a light brown ended in a yellowy purplish oranglelike mess which required further work...

my third dye in as many days left my scalp irritated and litteraly dotted near the hearline with small scabs from the chemicals and whatnot, plus my right ear puffy and red also slightly scabbed on top..

then i got up early again and was at js new place which is so big and esp in comparison with my tiny dollhouse room that my room could literally fit in his bathroom...

anyway so we got out early him headed for the airport and hed given me this wierd contact solution that is like super powerful but you cant put it in your eyes right? like you clean the lenses but then rinse them hella or whatev anyway it seems i didnt rinse them well enough cus in class one of my eyes was irritated as fuck and finally when i tried to take the contact off to rinse it again it broke in half..

so i went off half blind to an appt at the school clinic to check in about birth control and such and let me tell you folks people look at you funny when you can only see out of one eye, im walking around with one eye shut and the people are all looking at me like what the fuck? then i get a new method of birth control with more percentage points!!! less likeliness of nausea and bigger health risks but the way i see it a baby is about the biggest health risk they is...

so while im there i shedule my pelvic and whatev and the doc asks if i do breast exams and im like not really, and shes like what!!!! and of course stresses the importance of my doing so whatev

so i head home after talking to my boss cause i cant really work with one eye right? and i get there and take a shower and decide i will give this breast thing a shot and immediately freak out like what the hell is that cuz yeah i fondle that shit all the time but the fact is i aint been doing the whole little circular rubbing whatev and for a second im convinced something is terribly wrong before i think to check the other to see if its supposed to feel like that...well they match and i get the idea that this is some kinda i dunno glandular structure or whatever...

then i took a fuckin nap.

once you go mac...

so ive been hella busy lately with school starting up and work too, running my ass off and confusing myself and sleeping too late some days cause im now able to sleep through three separate alarms especially if there was a rehearsal the night before, i tend to stay up a little too late cause its always cracking around here at night with folks in and out and im into hangin out and dont really wanna go to sleep but i have learned to sleep through some major noise...

also got financial aid recently and decided to purchase a laptop and got the mac deal on a laptop and nano plus a free printer which is cool...

i dunno though...im running around like a maniac and keep thinking coffee is a food group so need to adjust my scheduling and life accordingly,,

but stuff is good my classes are fun and i have reconnected with my supergeek jewish studies pals and now have a semipermanent study date at a bar in the sunset sunday nights...

the only way to do jewish studies is drunk we feel.

besides that j is finally moving into the zen den while i am pretty settled in the dollhouse where meezy, one of the dancers has bestowed upon me the moniker ROBOT KOREA

im actually really into it and planning on being this for halloween although ive yet to discover what a robot korea looks like (well me i spose)

going back to work has been great as well, the kids are awesome and kids i remember from long ago drop by and some have younger sibs in my program...its also just fun to be there cause they are all such great kids, its funny though that i dont feel that so much of my identity is tied to working with youth after my year away. its like its still a part of me but not as intensely...

j and i are well also, still up in couples counselling where last week cynthia was running a little late and showed up with a helmet tucked under her arm...usually she beats us there and hides the evidence of just how badass she really is, thats right my therapist rides a fuckin motocicleta....

now how cool is that?

yosemite!

so after a week of moving and painting and school, as usual waiting for financial aid to show up and charging books on a card i decided to head to yosemite to visit un tal barone. well the boys were going and had a big back country hike planned but i didnt even wanna go there, my knees hurt just from moving still...

so i went up with cheets and jer and we came back the very next day, which only gave us a little while with barone but left me free to spend the weekend arranging my space and studying..

we spent a lovely day at the river after waaaay too much time circling the valley for parking and having some nature loving asswipe yell i hope you get attacked by sqirrels as we waited for a spot in an ill fated attempt to visit barone one last time..

so we grabbed some cold beers and headed for el pinche rio as jer puts it to watch the craggy windblasted walls of yosemite reflected in the clear cold current and feed sesame sticks to little girl mallard duck and yeah i know dont feed the aminals ect keep yosemite wild whatever she had a hurt webbed foot and politely asked if i had anything for her to eat so i complied...

also took lotsa fotos and if anyone was wondering what the deal was i had been searching for rechargeable batteries having finally encountered my charger during the move and finally just charged some more and was ready to go so expect soon to see some visual evidence of me here in the dollhouse and of course of yosemite..

returned home that night sleepy and sunweary to find a confused italian camped in my room and a band loudly practicing in the studio, was about to head to cheets to sleep on her couch when the roomies worked it out and i realized id overreacted and it was an innocent mistake and the band was leaving and there was another bed for the italian...

just one of the crazy sitches around here is the amount of people in and out and its still something im trying to get used to, at that point i felt pretty invaded but i had forgotten that the italian had sublet my new room and was planning on returning for a few days and we hadnt really figured out what to do with him...

anyway heather was great and was like hey you wanna smoke and kinda quietly processed with me and worked it all out...

so it was fine, and the rest has been good ive arranged and studied and whatnot..

back to school with me.

its not easy to cause a scene at mission and 14..

but if anyone can do it its me.

so the weekend was spent packing and organizing and then sunday was the big move, we gathered eddy and kermit and jasmine and headed to js place to begin loading shit into the uhaul it was more than a little complicated due to the fact that j is currently moving some stuff to his two week sublet and some to his storage to await further moving fun in two weeks while some of my stuff was at his place and headed to the dollhouse plus theres the enormous monstrosity armoire which j promised we would drop off in the mission so thats three stops and the uhaul has to be back by 5

you can imagine we busted ass arranged and organized and moved shit into the truck in order to dropoff and then headed to the dollhouse where we dropped my shit, then to the place for the armoire where the new owners neglected to inform us that they live on the top floor of a set of rather thin stairs so we wrestle the beast upstairs where it looks lovely in a room seemingly built for it and the folks there assure me they will love it as well as i have but at this point i care far less and am much more concerned about our insane schedule and trying to get js shit dropped off in time to eat something and then head to vs for the rest of my crap

so we head to bayview where the uhaul dropoff and storage is and unload js shit and have some fun wheeling it down a long hallway and stacking everything up in the little room i am crazy caffienated and tired but its lots of fun still so we smoke and joke while j waits in line to turn his shit in

then off to diner with the helpers and vs to pack up my stuff and then home depot where we arrive with a single minute to spare in order to order my paint for my new room then back to the dollhouse where we unload and i fall exhaustedly asleep..

monday i paint and unpack and tuesday is the first day of school which i attend in paint stained overalls my hopes of finishing in one day brutally dashed despite the night spent on the studio floor waiting for the floor in my room to dry

tues afternoon marty and i take blocks from the dance studio and stack them in such a way as to hoist my furniture in through my open window above the studio, with him pushing and me pulling as i run around unpacking he helps me paint the trim dark purple plus an accent wall...

its a little sloppy and still not dry exactly the floor as i find when i move my shit in scraping up the floor but im too tired to care so i unpack rearrange hauling random junk out of the room and the little balcony area outside which belonged to the previous roomie june and trying to maintain the studio floor clear and falling exhaustedly into bed at midnight

the next day i sleep through my 7am alarm and my 9am class and only wake to my boss calling me to tell me what she needs me to have down by friday which is the first day back to my job...

i groggily awakend and decide to smoke out back even though i know i should do it in front and this is how i ended up stuck outside of my new place in pjs with a cigarette and a book and a lighter sans shoes wallet keys phone contact lenses...

didnt i check the door you might ask and the answer is yes, i checked it from the inside and the knob turned and only a cold click alerted me that i had jsut locked myself out..

the neighbor let me in and let me use her phone as i frantically attempted to recall even a single number. i talked to kermits work and he wasnt in nobody picked up at js and the only other listed and official number i came up with after internet searches and 411 failed to turn up anyone i know, was vs grandma sabrina.

so i called sab which was fun, she said oh dear let me just get this toast out of the oven while i anxiously waited and then the doorbell rang and she said well its always everything at once isnt it and then she said now what can i do for you dear and i said well sab ive gotten myself in a bit of a pickle..

she gives me vs phone and v doesnt pick up and i have run out of ideas and am about to cry when the neighbor whose name is also rachel returns from walking her dog and says why dont you get a key from charlene? and im like of course she works here in the mission why didnt i think of that

so we called mumu(charlene) and borrowed flips from rachel and set off down mission in my pjs where trannys and crack whores and homeless folk mission hipsters and latinos stared and grinned and sometimes yelled out hey you punky brewster nice pjs or ya estas en pijama eh or you girl whatchoo doin? well it was a long walk but i could hardly see anyway so i just marched my butt down to mission thrift where mumu took one look and burst out laughing...