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:: Friday, August 15, 2003 ::
Not brunch after all, but dinner we had in honor of mom's birthday on Sunday, and at the Electric Station. It was nice. Grant had come down from P-town the night before, so we got to hang out. He called last night to say that he might have a decent job offer, finally. I'll miss not seeing him, but it's cool that I can talk to him on my cell phone pretty much free of cost in the evenings. And it's not so far away, really... but sometimes it might as well be a million miles.
On the flip side, another good friend from out of state will be in town the end of next month. Says he might look for work here and move back, dunno. That would be cool. I miss the friends who used to hang out at what we all called "Jackson Street 90210." Almost all of them have left town. I've been in this house nearly seven years now, and I'm getting a kind of itch. I want to make music with people on the porch, drink a beer or two, hang out, laugh a lot, sit up on the deck at night with the chili pepper lights, and play "Mobopoly" with our special rules. I guess I had more time to spend then, and I've traded that for money, sort of. There will come a time when that will change, and I will be able to work less... when I will be more available to better nurture the relationships that are so important to me.
That said, I look forward to the new choir season beginning next week. I have definitely missed that weekly communion of women. I wonder how it's going to be now that... well, some major changes have taken place. Also next week, I start guitar lessons with a well-known blues & folk performer here in town. I hope it works out -- I need to learn some new techniques and give my tired old ones a rest.
:: Anne 9:21 PM [smartass remarks] ::
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