this just in

well...not just in, but its still fresh.

Starting in Sept. I will be pursuing my Masters Degree in Sociology with a concentration in Urban Studies. I got accepted! I got accepted! whoo hoo.

Celebration at my house tonight. Don't forget the beer.

smile: it's friday

a not so grand picture of 1/2 of the kitchen. i swear it doesn't do the room justice!

Todays a blessed day! It's Friday and payday. And while over 1/2 of that money is going into much needed car repairs, I'm not flinching in the least bit. Why you ask? Because the remodeling of my main unit is completed!! My 3 bedroom, multiple weekend warrior project is fully remodeled, my heart is light, and I am ready to just burst with happiness. Now all I need is a renter. Hopefully, my posts to craigslist and my ad running in the local paper will draw a few prospects.


a glimpse of the front room of my remodeled apt.

its been a bad blogging week

I have been meaning to post, I really have...but when I finally get to my laptop, the feeling subsides. All the stories, thoughts, and ideas crowding my membrane just seem to float away to nothingness.

help...I cant put it down

I am so in love with this book right now, I think I just might kiss it. That is all...

tattoo a piece of peace on my hip

namaste
I have been thinking long and hard about getting a tattoo on my hip for years. I have always wanted one, but between being scared of needles and not feeling deeply enough about something to have it permanently affixed to my body, I have been extremely hesitant.

WELL, I think I have found IT! Here's the rough idea. Directly derived from my yoga practice, I want to get the phrase "Namaste" with a drawing of two hands connected in front of a heart tatted on my right hip.

For those who are clueless to my meaning: Nama" means bow, "as" means I, and "te" means you. Therefore, Namaste literally means "bow me to you" or "I bow to you." To perform Namaste, we place the hands together at the heart charka, close the eyes, and bow the head. It can also be done by placing the hands together in front of the third eye, bowing the head, and then bringing the hands down to the heart. This is an especially deep form of respect.

The gesture Namaste represents the belief that there is a Divine spark within each of us that is located in the heart chakra. Namaste...it describes my state of mind to others perfectly.

What do you think ?!

inspired reading

Just a note that there's a new tea cup wisdom quote up on the blog. Its a poetic and eye opening quote which made me re read it a few times just to absorb.

I found it in the wonderful yet heart-wrenching book by Luis Rodriguez titled "Hearts & Hands - Creating Communitiy in Violent Times". Mr. Rodriguez is also the author of the critically acclaimed book "Always Running: La Vida Loca", which was more autobiographical than the one I'm reading. As you can see, I have started reading "urban studies" based books in early preparation for getting into the masters degree state of mind.

maybe i was supposed to be a gay man ?

I always felt like the lord made a mistake by making me female, as I have always displayed more masculine characteristics. Even as a child, I was a tom boy, climbing trees and buildings, playing tag football, and being a bully to the local geeks and weirdos (an action I feel bad about from time to time, but that's not the subject of this post at all - so lets move on).

I have to say I do not have many (ok, ok ANY) female friends, with the few I did have, lost due to drama which I do not care to repeat. Stemming from childhood, I have always seemed to get along better with men vs. women too. I love to just hang out, have a few beers, and scream a few profanities at the screen along side them.

This masculinity rings true even in my appearance. I do not wear makeup AND despise wearing skirts (I tell my b.f. each time I wear a skirt or dress to take a picture of the momentous occasion, cuz he wont be seeing these legs in another one for a while).

Today is one of these rare occasions where I did wear a skirt and did put on makeup (oh my!!). When a co worker asked me why I don't dress like that more often, I coyly said "maybe I was supposed to be a gay man ?". I don't think she understood me... :)