Incoming, Outgoing, Cycle of Life and all that Bullshit...

Today was eventful, and not just because I went back to a desk full of work after a 4 day hiatus. I wasn't at work for more than an hour when my phone rang and word had finally come that the movers were en route to the fair state of Georgia. Yee-haw! was my exact reaction I recall. Anyway, after a couple of follow up calls on their part I am proud to confirm that whern I wake tomorrow morning it will be because my phone is ringing and those fuckers are out front ready to unload. The sense of relief is overwhelming...I'm besides myself. In fact I may not sleep at all tonight I'm so giddy with excitement.

Of course, as this news hits, I also get a call out of the blue from Punk Rock Baby who wants to see me before she leaves for California this Saturday. Apparently her Momma bought her a one way ticket out of Augusta and she is dead set on moving to Cali for the short term to shake off this city which has driven her to the brink of suicide. When she arrived I had to admit that she looked better than she has in the past, I assume she has been staying clean and out of trouble. My one problem was that she decided to get a tattoo on her wrist that looks like a warning label. It says "WARNING: Augusta, GA can cause emotional and physical harm." Ah, kids today. I was kind of shocked, but who am I to judge? We hung out for a couple hours, chatted and said our goodbyes. It was all very pedestrian. Hopefully she will figure her shit out and come back from the west coast a new person. I'm not holding my breath. Here's a long overdue picture of her for y'all to critique.