Ok, my last comment generated some interest in my Dj job. So here is some info about mundane stuff.

Company: Complete Music
Area: Anywhere we are paid to go. Farthest I have ever been south so far is Corvalis, and as far north as Nehelam (?) in Washington.
Cost: Dependant on event and time but averages about 100/hr.
*I’m totally worth it ;D*
My pay: I’m paid about 20 bucks an hour plus some bene’s. Yes, Yes, being the owner is always better then being the employee, however, I don’t have to worry about the paperwork, upkeep of equipment, or finding the bookings myself. All worth it in my book. If I was my own boss, I could make alot more money, Iknow some Dj’s that charge a Grand for their services. And in my opinion not all of them are worth it.
Website: http://www.cmusic.com/ gives you details about what you recieve as a honored customer.
Ok, there you go, if you have more questions just send them my way.

And for my adoring, stalkish readers. Thank you , Thank you, Thank you. Thanks for your hugs in response to my happiness, it is nice to not worry or feel sad. Now I get to be terrified at how new this all is. FUN! (sarcasm) Thank you for reading this journal and not ripping me a new one when I’m being pathetic. (chuckle) Thanks for the hugs when I was feeling down. And thanks for being with me on this crazy journey that is getting crazier by the minute.

For example: Frock and I talk on the phone until 5am his time, 2am my time. We simply cannot get enough of talking to each other. We talk about everything. What we like, what we don’t like, what we fantasize about and who (grin), what we believe in and what we don’t. There are no taboo subjects or topics. But I think the single most scariest thing is that we can see forever with each other. We haven’t met yet, we haven’t even REALLY talked to each other more then about four months or so, yet I spend all day just waiting until we can talk again. He’s not LDS, but he respects me enough to support how I believe even though he doesn’t agree, he understands the symbolism inherint in certain aspects of my religion, and doesn’t think I’m strange. He’s my best friend and he loves me. And he lets me KNOW in so many ways, and we haven’t even met yet. It’s intense and overwhelming and so satisfying and friendly.

We are meeting in Nov. It’s a must at this point. We have to see if reality matches what intellectually matches. We both recently got webcams so that we could at least see each other and meet that way, sort of. After much ribbing from Karel about cybersex….chuckle not hardly…he set up the camera so that I could finally see Frock. And he’s cute, but then he’s italian. He’s not your standard stereotype although he says his brother is, jewelry and severe accent to boot. I asked him what was up with all the jewelry? He couldn’t really answer. He only wears a shell necklace that someone gave him, and a couple of odd pieces of jewelry but other then that he’s pretty straight forward.

I sit here in stunned amazement at the fortune that dropped itself in my lap. Feeling things that I didn’t know I was not feeling, experiencing a connection that is completely satisfying without ever meeting. I think to myself, there has to be a catch, some problem, some facet that will tear it all apart, and there may indeed be. But I’m willing to find out what it is. My heart is healed by his touch and he’s still 3000 flipping miles away. I could go on but it’s like 3 in the morning and I should really sleep….yes I just got off the phone with Frock. *snicker* Yes, I have got it bad.

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