06 Jul 00

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Low-Ri-Der

     Gus discovers the secret of the Lowrider, but not what it's called.

     The phone woke me this morning, and it was El Presidente asking if I had a phone. A phone? I thought I was using one. No, an extra phone lying around. I told him I still had the two handset one from Dry & Thirsty's earliest days, and he said he'd be right over to pick it up. Then I saw the clock.
     Oh fuck. It was 9:00. I should have been on the way towards Trenton by then. On with the shower, so it could warm up while the ransacking was underway. Every broken and useless phone in recent ownership was volunteering madly (there had been no coffee in my day yet) but the functioning (though lousy) one was nowhere to be found. A few mintues later, the Sweet Young Thing, formerly of D&T, but now of The Beverage Works, NY, Inc. was knocking on my door, and I had nothing for her. She teased me mercilessly by saying repeatedly that she wanted my cats, not understanding that I NEED someone to take my cats. I had the Kat Krate in hand. She went down empty-handed, and not a minute later, El Prez himself was upstairs and helping me ransack, and wouldntcha know, he found it, tucked away in the shoulda-been laundry nook, which has no washer or dryer.
     Today it was down to South Jersey to check out some job sites of my new employer, and to hunt for an apartment. I found some I really want, but am concerned about the credit check. Mine is deplorable, but only in the last nine months or so. The divorce and losing my job at D&T, you know. Temping for Manpower will feed me, but it won't keep the likes of Citibank and Fleet happy.
     I get skeeved thinking of Fleet Bank, because to me, Fleet = enema. Eeeewwwww.

     Sooooo. The writing muse is not with me today. Nothing feels like it is coming out right, and several things struck me today that should be written, but I just can't recall them now.
     This week was very emotional, what with issues raised about polyamory and sexual exclusivity, relationships and friendships, and sorting out of same. But I am happy, and also confident and secure. This really is a good feeling.
     I found an apartment, or rather several I can choose from, in a complex and town that are likeable. The super seems super, there are public transportation and the appropriate stores and restaurants within walking distance, the area is quiet, and it's relatively proximate to my new job. I want to live there. Working out the timing may be difficult. I am supposed to be moved out of here by Monday, but the guys who are getting this place next may rent me the bedroom for a brief time until I get a place. They are swell fellas, and they are a commercial concern, a draperies business. They don't need to live here, and I don't need to be here in the day, so I think we can make that work. It will take about a week or so for the approval to come down on the new apartment, and I'll need certain letters and things.  

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