a girl's whose name begins and ends with "a"

hello werld.

wow, it's been an intense week of learning for this gurl. I've made some key decisions in terms of my (gasp) career, though I still remain in my current yet interim status of "shirking" that, I see it coming to an end. Lucky for me, there are very very lovely supportive people in my corner to remind me that that's what I have to work towards because I can't keep settling for less than I deserve and convincing myself to make the best of it.

I was the loudly whistling one at Take Back the Night on Saturday, and it was great to be around all those women, see some old faces, and block off traffic. We kidnapped Sooz, and made sure that she can't say that she hasn't made any new friends in Vancoov..I also saw her beautiful apartment on Main that she held out for, and it makes me yearn for a spot for me and Anna(stesia) that will have the things I said I wanted, hardwood floor, a tub, a kitchen, you know, but that will also come.

Thanks to Fried Darce who also comes outta nowhere (without black beans, but I can deal) to deliver me some inspiring werds. There are peeps out there who will respond to me blogs, and that makes me happy. Look out for the stickers.

Biggers beaver brought into werk this book she saw on Oprah, "Maybe he's just not that into you" and it was hilarious, she bought it with all of us in mind, and I gobbled it up in one sitting, saw a lot of myself in it, and also celebrated a lot of what I do in response..that's written in the book, like rashly erasing someone's number outta my phone if they've proven to be not showering me with the kinda attention I need...and not looking back. DJ "I'm trying to preach about Huey P when I know nothing about Angela D" dared to show his face in my place of work the other day, but I gave him about 8 cold shoulders and couldn't help that I was pretty shaken that he decided to do that, but what the shit. he knows the song "to get her back, I had to sweat her" and he's never gonna do that, so I'm safe.

Also, the bboy is just gonna be a source of Sunday morning hugs, and I have to refrain from becoming the next Mary Kay Letourneau, despite how brilliant of a musician this fine young thang is....(sigh) all4now.