24

Well... I'm almost at that magical age of 24. What a frightening proposition! LOL.

To recap the past little while, I've been working a lot and sorting through, of all things, job offers. People approaching me, while employed and asking me to come work for them for more money. I'm a little baffled and surprised... but of course am weighing my options carefully. Looks like all the hard work is finally paying off.

Craig and I are doing well too. Most of my weekends are spent up North of Barrie at his brother's place where he lives. Soaking up sun with 2 puppies (who are fully grown), and two cats, occassionally hitting the hot tub and as of this weekend the pool. I've also been building my DVD collection with Craig's help. I've learned the previously viewed section of blockbuster is second to none. :-) He's a great guy. A blast from the past, sure... but a great guy who earnestly has my best intersts at heart. Whoda thunka I'd meet a psych major who ISN'T a total mental case?!

My Mom is doing well, though my cousin (who's the tender age of 43) has moved in with her. The loss of a job, accumulating debts and a disability related to his back have left him with less than nothing. And he called on my Mom to help him. So my Mom, with her nest so recently abandoned ends up looking after her nephew. Poor Mom. She's going nuts... she was already having issues monitoring her money before this happened. Now she's also paying to feed a grown man and for his chiropractic care at my clinic (there were only so many strings I could pull). Painful. And here I am with job offers... plural. He can't get ONE. One question though: where's his Dad? My father's brother? Shouldn't HE be helping out here, rather than my widowed mother bearing the brunt of it?

Anyway, that's about it on this end of the funny farm. 1 day to my first interview while employed - ever, WHILE employed. 4 days til Jon Stewart at Casino Rama.

7 days til I turn 24...Life is grand. :-D

Set The Scene:

Set The Scene:

November 25, 2003.

She sits and lights a cigarette

A man is watching, not moving yet

She drinks her rye and barely flinches

The same man watching, gaining inches...

Moving to her, she prepares

But he gets through her daring glare

He approaches her raised hand

He tries to speak, she takes her stand

"You don't want me,take my word.

Think I'm cute? Yeah, that's absurd.

I've done thingsyou wouldn't think.

I'm insecure and so, I drink.

You see a body,think I'm hot?

That may be true, but "lady" I'm not.

Think you could tame me? Think again!

I have ruined many men.

I've almost married, carried a child,

I've done things lame, and totally wild.

I find women attractive, I smoke and I curse.

Think those things are bad? I've done lots that are worse.

I've tied people upand hit them with leather...

"The man rolled his eyes, she said, "Wait! It get's better!

I've left people with scars, I've slit my own wrist.

I've been depressed, are you getting the gist?

I'm funny at times, at others, I'm not

I'm smart as all hell - Then have absense of thought.

I'm obsessive compulsive,I have ADD...

Yet, sometimes surprisedat my own sanity!

I take stupid risks,I set myself up.

I'm just a small girl, but I love acting tough.

I know everythingand I'm never wrong.

I get through a bad day with a good country song.

Can't you see, babe? I'm a big contradiction!

Sometimes my lifeis a great piece of fiction!

...I get drunk after work, I wear P.V.C.,

I swear I'm in love with my identity

...I'm dependant, high maintenance, I'm sweet and I'm witty,

Most people sayI'm classically pretty.

I'm a lot for one woman... Why would you want this?"

He shrugged his small shoulders and saw her as bliss.

"The world didn't want me, boy, why should you?

Trust me, I'm a test you shouldn't go through."

She paused as she thoughtas she put down her drink

What in the world this poor boy must think.

"All this being said, nothing I've burried,

The weight of the world, I've happily carried.

You pretty well know me, inside and out.

You know what my lifeis wholly about."

"You can think what you will, about seeds that I've sown,

But now, my fair lad, I'm leaving for home."

He heaved a hard sigh, for didn't she see?

She was just how a woman was designed to be!