Confessionalism
A little while back Dave landed a part time job at this highly reputable vintage clothing / piercing parlor entitled "Checkered Past."  The store is actually located so close to our building that we can see the neon sign from our bedroom windows and fire escape. With that being said, when I'm at a loss for anything to do I typically venture over the store and have fun with Dave and the other employees. The best part of this arrangement is that everyone at the store is so lovely that my visitations are never considered to be of a nuisance to anyone. Also, given the fact of just how close we are to the store, the staff of Checkered Past can usually be found dwelling in our small living room after works hours almost every evening. I very much enjoy these regular nights in with such spontaneous, personable, knowledgeable, hilarious and welcoming individuals.

As it happens, tonight we are going as a group to watch Krista (the piercing apprentice) act as Lady Capulet at this old time dinner theater. We are going to drink port wine and dress up and it is going to be glorious.

Other glorious things to make note of:

1.) I am getting a free piercing this week. Of what part of my face or ear I am entirely unsure.

2.) This upcoming weekend I am venturing up to Mansfield to visit for some ice cream on a park bench in good company.

3.) My interviews with Lawrence are going very well. Each interview we get a little more in depth about his Mother's life. I feel comfortable saying that his Mother is a very admirable woman and I would like to think that his family will be very pleased with the collection of stories that Lawrence has chosen to dictate. This whole circumstance makes me wish that I could always write memoirs this way.

4.) With summer around the corner, Dave has been talking to me a lot lately about continuing to live together after our lease has expired. Although our life is pure insanity and  it seems that all moral value has been forgotten at times, I don't think I'm ready to abandon this running with scissors lifestyle that I have adopted with him. Not for a while.

5.) I anticipated that I would receive about six-hundred dollars or so with the arrival of my income taxes. Turns out, there was a mistake on my forms and I actually got back over one thousand dollars. It most certainly feels like I've been given a fresh start and I'm happy that I've had the fortunate opportunity to look debt square in the eye and say "fuck off." Fancy that.