okay...my new spot is up and running. see u there.

i'm counting the minutes. one. two. three. four.

i didn't eat lunch @ lunch. i'm hongree for really now. those kfc cajun wings r calling my name. yes siree. this guy is groovy. my coworkers now know 'bout phan (my dream man - hey that rhymes! heehee.). they r worse than family i tell ya. the single red rose he gave me is sitting on my desk. they're going to tell me that he had to do betta than that and give me a dozen. fuck that and fuck them. one rose is fine w/ me and that's all that matters. they then wanted to know how we met. i started to share and then realized that meeting him @ the american legion "chappie james post" isn't the most romantical. but fuck it right? bodies disappeared around us as we danced. that's serious. *wipin sweat from brow* i'm having flashbacks. ha! i find myself wanting to learn more 'bout where he comes from (haiti). and is it corny to ask him to speak in french, greek, or any one of the otha languages he speaks? i wanna know, really. *smile*

i'm on some sound of music type shit....*singing* oh what a beautiful morrrrning. oh what a beautiful day..."

anywayz, i've got class tonite. me and my fellow leftie sista are going to cut up. i'm looking forward to that. oh, let me clue y'all in. i'm taking a class called "the sweater workshop" @ the yarn store. there's eight ladies...all right handed except me and deb. so sometimes demonstrations look a lil weird to us. we have a ball tryin to figure out the correct way to do things. lefties of the world unite!!

wiz and c r comin over to talk "business". i wonder what's up.

i'm sneakin out early....those chicken wings r callin my name. just call me pookie. [peace]

everything outside looks frozen. winter is on its way fah sho.

oct 17 will b here b4 i know it and i don't have anything made for the trip. it's time i focus and keep my butt @ home. my goal is to have the site up and running b4 i leave. the shop is the only thing that needs work. so, i'm working on scarves and bags @ the moment.

it'll get done. i won't stress.

leroy, i did get brothaman's number...my head's been in the clouds for a few days now. i've been freakin out bcuz this man holds all of the qualities i've been looking for in a man (he crochets!). it's almost too perfect. i was bouncin off the walls yesterday after spending a lovely evening w/ him. the brotha is dope and he likes me. we've got a dinner date set for friday (i need a nice shawl). woohoo!!!