I haven’t posted in awhile…much has been happening.

It’s the christmas company party season for us Dj’s. It’s fun, you get to cut up a bit more then you do at a wedding, depends on the group and I work double the events I do at any other time of year. So I make alot of money in Dec. It’s nice..but I’m exhausted by the time New Years hits, which I always work. Almost all of my clients this year are repeats from other years, which is great for me, I got referral bonus’.

My Father is finally back in Arizona resting peacefully. The cancer in his spine is going after other vertebre now, but the radiation slowed it down a bit. It is melanoma, if I didn’t mention that before, completely incurable unless you get it in the bone, where radiation may slow it down or kill it, maybe. Melanoma is an interesting cancer. But then skin cancer is preventable…it’s just that if you ignore it…it will kill you. However, we’re still counting on the liver cancer to kill first, it’s the less painful of the two in ways to die.

My house is now my own…and now we have to get ready for christmas. Oh yeah! (heavy sarcasm) I love the season, the decorations, I just hate putting them up or taking them down. Yes, I’m lazy. You just now figured that out?

I mostly haven’t posted because I’ve been trying to put into perspective the fact that I have several men who seem to admire me…all at once. It’s a bizarre situation, and I’m not sure how to deal with it. In all of this, I can’t help but wonder how Frock is doing and hoping he’s happy. I wish I could let go, then I could be a little happier maybe. It’s been two flipping months for goodness sake. I mean really! Enough is enough!

I’ve decided to talk about my friends in my chat room. I introduced you to Chaosmage and his poetry. He’s a tall 6 ft. red head who’s heart is gold and mind is a little on the naughty side…oh who’s kidding, he’s very naughty…(grin)..he can hold his own. He’s a former minister who’s turned atheist although he still can perform weddings, which he just did for his niece. he writes poetry, makes me laugh, teases outrageously in a quiet way that is very sexy. And as with most of our denizens of room 2 likes a good solid discussion about religion. He plays music and is often found playing Dj for the room. He’s my friend and I’m glad he’s been part of my life.

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