good lord

it's not that i've forgotten about you, dear blogger, it's just that i seem to have put my words in other places on the internet.

but i will try to remember you and treat you like the firstborn that you are...

let us carry on. last time we were all "together" (the 3 of us i presume), i had my wisdom teeth extracted and celebrated by sharing some grotesque pictures of me and my bloody mouth with the web. things have changed, swelling (at least in my cheeks you guys) has gone down 100% and i'm "back in working order." but i'm still paying ye olde oral surgeon (heeeey dr. monterubio!) and my time (and seemingly addiction) with the dentist's office is yet to be over. the hygienist and i should really start a For Real relationship. but the kind where i'm the sugar mama, cause last time i checked, every time i go there, i walk out all sad face clown cause i've had to throw them some money.

and oh yea, we moved! that's right. but it's nice and it's huge and even though we're on the side of grand ave. that some (white) people think is DANGER CENTRAL!, we're there. and seriously, it's only considered dangerous cause there are like 35 more black people on the side. the more the merrier you guys. i've been ready for some lovin' in the form of thug passion so this ups the ante. so far, all i've gotten is a cracked out "hey girl!" from 2 dudes who were at some corner. needless to say, i didn't pull over. i am stupid i know. but yes, the house. yes! a house! it's 2.5 stories, full of character (and i'm not saying that to cover up it's ghetto-ness cause it really has a lot of charm to offer, and not in the old world sense) and i'm pleased. while we're not completely unpacked and there is still some serious "decorating" to take care of, things are moving along nicely. pics will come soon. maybe.

it's nice to not have a neighbor that we don't know who is a pain in the... sorry tina. but i do love your coat.
have you seen anything more desirable in the last few months? not me sillies, the coat.