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i own my place. it isn't a palace, but it is mine.

now, an establishment 12 stories below my own personal palace has some sort of BBQ-esque thing happening. it is a lovely and cool evening and i have all my windows open. i am listening to nina simone and packing for my vacation. (vegecation for those who will see mandyspeers.com tomorrow at around 3pm)

the BBQ stench of burnt meat and onions is making me gag. i might need to apply a cool compress to my already swimming head. the smoke and aroma wafts up from below and into my open windows. barf. gag. i can handle garlic, cabbage, stinky cat litter, but but but .... this is unacceptable considering how much i have paid for this mouse-palace.

i think they are cooking carcasses (of any nature) in an open fire pit (highly illegal) directly below my open windows. my white linen curtains are depressed.

i should be thankful that i don't live on the 3rd floor or even the 10th floor. however, knowing my luck completely, the peeps who live below me, own the joint.

so-small security

so i get home tonight and in my mail box is an earnings record from the social security administration.

according to them i have earned enough credits to qualify for stuff.

at my current earnings rate - if i retire at 62 i'll get something. at 67 i'll get 200 hundred dollars more than something and if i choose to work until i am 70 i'll get 500 dollars over more than something.

how the fuck am i supposed to be excited about working for the next 40 years only to earn half of what i make a month now?

pretty bleak. 40 years.

i think i'd rather have all the money now so i can live it up while i am young and healthy.

i think a 3 month journey around the world on the queen mary sounds way more like living than waiting until i am 30 years (my current age) from 100.

i wonder if gwb would give all the tax i have paid back, i'll go on my 3 month trip and then move back to canada. at least there i can vote. no sweat off of his hairy back.

precious panda sophia-rose

sophia-rose was a name i had reserved with high hope to name a daughter.

the daughter in human-form, never came to be. so when i adopted this scraggle muffin from harlem and she turned out to be a tomboy, much like me; the name sophia-rose seemed too feminine and precocious. i toyed with names like scout. pilot. hudson. i named her sophia-rose regardless of her tomboyish-ness. i named her sophia-rose because she was a scoundrel and deserved a name worthy of royalty.

this little kitten didn't know up from down. she didn't know how to eat or drink. she didn't know how to clean herself because she was the only 3 week survivor of a litter of kittens who froze to death. sophia-rose.

i am typing right now and she is basking in the heat of my desk lamp. she has yellow eyes and her nose is pink, but covered with food because she still doesn't exactly know how to clean it. i have eye contact with her and she mews at me when i speak the words sophia. sophia-rose. i am strumming my keyboard to quiet beats of antique U2. she purrs almost in sync. every 22nd key stroke or so she plants her precious white paw on top of my hand.

kitty needs some 'tending

poor little dexter was crashing this morning. he missed 2 back-to-back doses of insulin, by accident, and he wasn't feeling all that well today.

i, however, felt better compared to my state last night.

thanks to F.J. and to S.N. for your words of wisdom on possible food poisoning. graphic and gross, but hit home nicely.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my sister. she is 34 today. she has a brand new cooper-mini or is it mini-cooper? and a kick-ass career. she owns a house in The Beach in TO and is engaged to a lovely man. i beam for her. and i miss her.

ice cream pie wishes for my sissy!!!

happy CANADA DAY!

all i want for CANADA DAY is a small and elegant maple leaf. i am off for a late night drive to avoid traffic. i am scheduled to return on monday night.

me-hopes the tiny maple leaf will join me on the drive back.

have a happy and healthy 4th.

rolling on the floor laughing my ass off

This is hilarious!

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