Stress!

It’s been a very “challenging” week. My partner’s car was stolen. I’m stressed out. We are having serious issues, brought about by all of this shit. [the issues have been addressed and won’t be aired here, sorry]

Pt. 2:

OK. I still feel totally ragged out, but at least I can explain what’s up. My SO’s car was stolen from a parking deck at Emory University last Wednesday night. The car is a 1967 Mustang (289), bright fucking YELLOW with big ole racing stripes. And very nice rims. We never thought this car would be a target for theft because it’s bright fucking YELLOW and it is not worth that much money. WRONG! Welcome to Atlanta: 3rd highest crime rate in the US, down from 1st place just a coupla years ago. I hate this town. It’s a pit. Smog, sprawl, crime, conservatism, buckle of the bible belt. Bah. I cannot get to the west coast fast enough! San Francisco may have some crime and smog, but the attitude is better and it’s NOT here. It’s worth every penny to live there. So now you know why I have those San Fran links on the other page! :-)

I read Memoirs of a Geisha (Arthur Golden) recently. It was very engrossing, but seeing the A&E special last night really helped clarify what the kimono look like and how some of the words are pronounced. The book is written from the point of view of a geisha who was sold into that life when she was 9. It was interesting to me that Mr. Golden could capture the voice of a woman so well. Madonna really dug it, you know.

I still need more work. I was very busy last week, but I’m still behind with some bills. I’ve just paid off my car and now the Mustang is gone, so at least we’ll have fewer bills now. Ha. Small comfort.

Oh, Michelle and I saw American Beauty on Saturday. It is great–go see it now. Kevin Spacey is brilliant and Annette Bening is even pretty good. The plot is nice and twisty, not at all what I expected.

So, I think that’s all I have to say for now. I know it’s blather, but I just can’t articulate the blue funk I’m in. I’m gonna try to get the surprise that I promised up this week. If I can pull out of this funk, that is.