Things about which I am happy, for a change

Well I am amazed to say that I'm in pretty high spirits about things.

My taxi training proved infinitely helpful in dealing with a coke-fiend parolee I met at the bus stop, an exchange which ended with both of us feeling more human.  He even accused me of being a good christian warrior.

I'm happy to have enough food to last me a while, and a little bit left on my food card, so I know I won't run out by the end of the month...I may even be able to buy more candy!!!  Yes, I'm the guy buying halloween candy with food stamps.

I'm excited about the new frontwoman for GWAR.  I can't wait to see how she runs a show.

I'm kind of excited, and a little disgusted with myself, for finding work so fast.  I will be telemarketing again, after a ten-year hiatus, so hopefully I won't break right away from the stress.  I hate telemarketing, but it's easy and stupid, I had just forgotten how power-mad some people can be when given a small amount of control over a staff's language use.  Which is to say I got a little bit bitched at for calling my forgetting of the proper paperwork to start this week a "dumb-ass" move.  Apparently that's swearing in their world, and not allowed.

Well let's get on with this motherfucker and bring back the bomb!

I look at the complain  button and remember that's not what I'm here to do.  I've got work starting in a week, the day after I go to a meeting about finding work, which should be fun, but is required for my food stamp continuation.  It seems like next week is gonna be a big challenge for me.  I hope my alarm use isn't a big problem for the rest of the house.  It's gonna be a lot of early days for me.  But I tend to wake before the sun, at least now I'll have something to do.

I've been truly enjoying living in a household with pets, the bunnies are infinitely compassionate, and generally cute, acting like a lot of people I know, which is to say hanging out where it's comfortable, and only making an effort to be rowdy when the food supply has been diminished.

I'm pretty excited to be able to bathe regularly, and now that I have a job again, I'm gonna have reason to do so every day, and not just sleep a lot (not that I didn't need it).

The most exciting thing to report though, is that my lovely accountant proposed to me, and I'm considering it as a viable possibility.  She's been in and out of parole hearings all day, and I'm hoping to hear from her soon about the legal barriers to our coupling.  If I could I'd already be in her arms, but they're cuffed as far as I know.

She's one of the smartest people I know, I'm hoping to borrow her brain cell.  I think she'd make a lovely addition to the team.  She's familiar with my work habits, I'm hoping she can help me improve.  She definitely has ideas that wouldn't occur to me, as she's infinitely more involved with political bullshit than I.  I can't say enough nice things about her.  No one else does, they all seem scared that she's pulling some kind of scam on me.  I don't think so, if she was gold-digging she wouldn't be involved with me.  She knows this.  I'm accepting her as she is, which is kind of a mess, but who isn't?  I just want my best friend back.  It's been too long since I've seen her except on a screen.  I want to roll her cigarettes and make her coffee.  I want to bring her shiny things, and keep her away from bad people.  She's stuck in a red state, and in the legal system to boot!  I truly believe she will thrive better on the greener pastures of Colorado.

I find out about my transitional housing sometime on monday, I think, so I will be talking to them about the fiancee' thing at that time, but I'm hoping this comes together.  Hell I'll even put up with her cat, I love animals.  But, I'm hoping it's good with other animals, because I really think I would do well with a few pets, which is to say I never want bunny time to stop again.

I'm also happy about mini-golf, it's just a bit too easy, but I like ridiculously designed arenas.  I suppose that comes from growing up in Disney-World.

I'm super blessed with friends who have provided me with a safe place to be homeless while I get my shit together, and they've been extra nice about food and my general lack of funding.  I've had some real nice nights out on the town since this all started, and I can't wait until I can repay some of that kindness, or pay it forward or both.

I'm really glad that there's a good game store in town, because GTA3 was the pinnacle of the series, and only cost me five bucks to get a copy.  It's been the background noise of a few of my breakdowns, and it is soothingly simple compared to the newer versions.  Also, no dating sim features, which always pissed me off.  I rarely go to bars in real life, I don't need that shit in my game.

I'm grateful that the crazy parolee I met gave me spliff making material.  It's keeping me calm.

I'm also grateful that french toast bread is thick enough to make good buns for sausage, I just had a great lunch.

Thanks again to my friends for leaving me with an ample supply of tobacco as well.

I'm actually pretty happy that my possessions have been reduced to a really small amount.  Art supplies and clothes are about all I need beyond food.

I'm also excited to perform a Dude-ist bathing ritual as soon as this GWAR concert ends on youtube, pretty pleased to live in a house where it was so simple to set up a wifi router, which will be more difficult in my new place as I don't have a laptop to configure it with, and, I think Lina has one we can use.