today was not an "8" thank you very much tribune horoscope...

the good news is: a visit to the new apartment revealed a full-on in-the-state-of-rehabbing mess, which means it can't be too much longer, but oh my, the cabinets still aren't in, the counters aren't in, the bathroom door is not in...there are chunks of wall missing in random places, but it is still as wonderful and full of promise as I remember it, those many weeks ago.

and I found a hole-in-the-wall chinese resturant that uses water chestnuts in a proper way, so that they don't taste like communion wafers, but actual sustenance that doesn't feel like you're chewing on packing peanuts. the kung pao chicken was delicious.

i went back to get my mail from my old apartment and my ex-roommate had nothing but compliments for my appearance, which normally wouldn't matter, but today was timely and appreciated. i get a secret smile thinking about this person I loathed for so long complimenting me so graciously and delightedly.

i retrieved my mail and opened my refund check from school, which will nearly cover all the piling bills of this summer (one thousand text messages at ten cents each (!), wants, needs, desires, promised repayments).

and I got to visit the starbucks that I went to nearly every day forever, and there were still people working there who knew my name and wondered where I had gone off too.

somehow, i have the ability to create just the right creative energy with my coworker Val for her to come up with gems like these: "magic circle" as in a place where only certain select people are delegated in the mind, and "timcidents" the foolish, ridiculous, incredulous activities that remind us of a guy who no longer is employed at the coffeeshop due to two no show offenses.

there is homework to complete.

stine