Is that what? I'm supposed to just 'know' that Dallas is too far down for me to live and have anything, because that's so that.
Well ok.
The entire that and world owes me for the last few days that's for sure. What a freaking bother Atlanta really is. Once all the old rebates and paychecks flitter in I guess it'll be ok to like, jog, or shower, or like, ask for work.
It's nice to have a cell phone and a notebook.
I read Anne McCaffrey's "Freedom's Landing." That was very this. It was written a decade ago.
The outline for "Vague Value" has been written, it's five pages long. I'm guessing taking a selfish pace that book comes up to more than 500 pages. It seems I have challenged myself to write music also.
Songs.
Well I'm holding off on the moped. Because I can see that it's stupid to have it all before they say ok. They being the people I'm going to work for.
and there are good lofts nearby. On the bus line. With a moped I'd get over to Kroger easy, maybe all the way to work downtown or wherever. And that wouldn't need any license or insurance money from me right away.
Yet, there's a bus from Atlanta to Venice Beach for $89 and there's 2 hostel's there at $100 per week. So better wait on that moped from Ebay.