I have had a lot of money at my fingertips in the past three months. I had plans to open the recording studio with all the cash, but now that is becoming a distant project like so many other projects I have set out to do. I am not giving up, but I am putting it on hold for awhile. The bills are increasing, the pay is staying the same, and I am having trouble keeping up. I was a month ahead for awhile, but now I am just treading water. I will not have to dip into any of my interest bearing accounts, but I don't like knowing that all my bills are exactly what I earn. I am so tired of Chicago. For 1500 bux a month in bills I could be living like a King downstate in some rural town where 'everybody knows my name.' Anyway, I am not complaining or bitching, I am just writing some things down that I have been thinking about. I am not worried, just feeling very humble and solemn. I know there is a beautiful sunset in my horizon, but I have to wait for the rain clouds to pass.
On a lighter note, my tattoo is healing wonderfully. I actually was unsure of the red, but the black ink is actually the one that is scabbing pretty bad. But it is healing, and I slept pretty good last night, which tells me I am not in any discomfort.
I went to Gateway yesterday, and got to talking to some old friends I haven't seen in about two or three years. Of course I am referring to employees not clients. LOL. Anyway, one of them had applied for a pardon from the Governor so him and his wife could adopt a child. Since I haven't seen him in years, he told me that Blagovich (I am spelling that wrong I know; I am too lazy to look it up) had not got around to the pardons at the end of his last term. So I asked about the adoption process, and he told me a judge pushed it through instead and he is a proud parent now. Good job Leon. Him and his wife will make great parents.
My speaking engagement went well, I feel my life experience might have helped some of the people up there. I was asked a lot of questions, and I had the answers. I gave out my phone number to give some them guys a support network if they ever find themselves in the city. Which I doubt they will call, but I made the effort anyway. Also, Leon asked me to come back up in May and speak to the whole facility. Which I haven't done in about two and a half years. But I will consider it, it is definitely a privilege to be asked to do such a thing.
My Aunt Dawn is still in ICU and still in a coma. But things are calming down a bit, I guess as calm as they can be in my family that is. I mean I am surrounded by HENS; it is like being in a hen house and listening to them cackle away. I had to remove myself from the information circle because it is just bickering about who's fault this is. I don't think it is anybody's fault but things happen for a reason. My Aunt's ex might be in some trouble when it is all said and done, but it is not for me to comment on at this time.
I don't feel like working today. There is nothing to do here, and I am here for the next 9 hours. Fun Fun!!! Yeah, Work which is really not Work. I could do this shit at home. I still need a vacation, anybody want to take a trip somewhere. Oh and if you do, could cover my expenses. LOL. But seriously Can YOU?
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