i'm not my perspective.

feeling this unreasonable urge to talk to myself on the internet for the first time in a long time.

i love living in atlanta. people are nice and my apartment is big (and still looking a little sparse). i started working at a sports bar type place (not hooters. but i would kind of rather wear orange hot pants to work than kakhis), so hopefully i will be making lots of cash money once the football season is in full swing and then be able to flush out my crib.

unfortunately, i have not yet met any notable members of the hip-hop community, but i'm sure it's merely a matter of time until i will be smoking blunts with lil wayne in his condo.

in order to steal my neighbor's internet i have to balance my computer on my narrow windowsill and even then, i sometimes cannot receive a signal. but it's working particularly well this evening, so i have been stationed here for an amount of time i would rather not specify to take advantage of the connection/waste time on my day off. there are some squirrels that live in the tree behind my apartment, and earlier i glanced to the side of my computer to find one of those adorable motherfuckers sitting about six inches away from me on the other side of my window. as you may or may not know, i love squirrels more than pretty much any living creature with or without fur, so having one approach me in this fashion was basically a dream come true. he didn't stick around very long, but when he was back up in his tree he was rapidly swinging his tail around in a circular movement, which i'm sure means, "i really felt we connected, human, and i will come see you again." how exciting!