The Chart...

So the L word creators are introducing a new online facet... "the chart" coming soon to www.ourchart.com. The question is, how much of this will end up spurning more lesbian drama... and how many bar fights will break out due to one little website... Hmmmmm.... we shall see...

Don't forget to add yourself... Hell this might be the best way to hook up with that one night stand that was as good in bed as "Papi"....

NEW SEASON!!!!

So tonight was the premeire of the fourth season of the L word... What the fuck.... The whole show was essentially Shane (super fucking hottness) walking around drunk and strung out on coke...

Why the hell do lesbians have to be so fucked up... In reality thats not how we actually all are... Well yes the chart applies applicably across the board and every community has at their Shanes & Papi's, we also have our extras that never make the major waves...

My life would never merit a script anywhere near comparable to the L word... Hell me and my friends spent the night at home counting down to this premiere making dinner and cuddling kitty cats... Searching craigslist for new apartments (found a great lead with only one catch... no cooking meat at the house).

At one point I believed that my life needed to be of showtime quality to validate my lesbianness but now i realize otherwise and i am ecstatic...

On other fronts things are getting complicated at work... I had a sitting today that is pretty much the 2007 version of the brady bunch crossed with the osbournes... it gave birth to photographic genius... However theres tension abound at work with conflicts regarding hours and whether or not expectations of sales averages are realistic. Theres a higher up position in my studio that might be about to open up and i'm thinking that perhaps i should go after it... While it will be a lot more time and require me to cut back school to part time. It might be an amazing oppourtunity, hell i would make more a year than my formal employer with out a college degree. I have the experience and i have the vision of what the studio could be under the right guidance and operation...

On that note i'll be off to dress my favorite fat cat in a pink polo shirt... oddly enough i am amused and satisfied that this is NOW my life...

It's been awhile...

Wow its been awhile since I've actually blogged... Its been crazzy busy with christmas rush at work and finals at school... But the good news is that I aced my classes and i'm officially core staff at work... and I've been dubbed the official rockstar of the studio with my kickass sales average and stellar photography... (a girl can't always be modest can she?)...

So Christmas has come and gone and it amazes me how much everything has changed. I'm so far away from where i was a year ago and i dont just mean miles. Coming home is one of the greatest things I have done. I've become super close with my sister, found one of the best friends i could ever have, started my life with K.... and finally become the person i gave lipservice to all these years.

But I still miss Chicago... I was in hallmark the other day and saw the card i gave stinky last year for valentines day... I miss the hell out of stinky and feel like i lost one of the best parts of my life... But i also know that i couldn't keep living my life for someone elses child.

I also miss Slinkster... And the crazzzzzzzzzzzzy nights out on the town... the gay boys and blue liquor... but at the same time theres something to be said for my quiet calm life... I like renting movies and spending quiet nights at home... playing board games with friends and drinking diet coke at perkins.

It proves that different isn't always better... sometimes its just different... And i can't say i'm always happy, but i am content and on the right path for happy ever after. And living with bipolar that is just gonna have to be good enough...

Its crazy cause this blog was started with the idea of documenting all the crazy events i found myself in day to day... but now lifes not so crazzy... believe me there are still moments that i think to myself "what the fuck" but its not as insane as it used to be and i'm ok with that...