Red Pillows and Dandelions

Don't ask. I'm running out of clever titles (not that they were that clever to begin w/), so nonsensical is the order of the day.

Yesterday I turned 32. I'm old. My body even acted up to celebrate the occasion. I apparently slept wrong and woke up w/ a kink in my shoulder region; resulting in numbness and tingling in my left arm. Ah hell, I probably had a stroke. It feels somewhat better today, but it's still lurking there, waiting to remind me again of how much I need to see a chiropractor. Friday old friend. Wait til Friday. One of my new bosses took me to lunch yesterday; which was nice. I think we had a good chat, but I can't quite read him yet. He's nice, but he seems somewhat distracted. Time will tell. I came home after work, and the other half took me to the Kit Kat Club, where we had wonderful food, a tarot card reading (I will be making a living in some creative venture soon, and the other half will be making a move; me included; in the next year and a half), and a bit of a birthday caress from one of the drag queens. No, it was not like that, just a nice caress of my soft, sensual hair.

I received many birthday wishes via MySpace, and a card in the mail from my uncle (we share the same birthday). First thing in the morning found a phone call from my biological father; estranged, but more frequent contact as of late. I also got a Happy Birthday chorus from the other half's mother on voice mail, and finally friend Joel left a word of good wishes on the voice mail as well. No calls from my mother, and only my youngest brother sent me a note via MySpace. Interesting, I thought.

Well, I better get ready for my pending workday. So far so good. I was told I would be hired by the first of August.

I have a lot of stuff to blog about, but don't seem to have the motivation to do so lately. Perhaps one day, you'll hear of my many adventures.