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I Will Begin Again

A fine New Year's Eve. 

Early in the day, I took the Gold Line train and the bus to the Boardwalk (a long but worthwhile commute, as the Gold Line passes through Chinatown, which is always awesome to behold).  Set up shop.  Mike, the watcher of my stuff, has been kicked off of the Boardwalk by the cops (Given reason:  His dog has no tags.  Real reason:  Typical sweep of the scruffy homeless so that they don't scare the winter tourist crowd), so I've been playing catch as catch can when it comes to people keeping an eye on my items.  Instead, I've been relying on Mike the Crip for the past couple of nights.

Cold and damp.  Chana showed up, which was lovely, and we discussed ways of making sure that our relationship stays on an even and positive footing.  Fantastic!  The cold weather was making folks reluctant to sit down for a reading.  Sucky!  Finally I gave up, and walked down the Boardwalk to find someone who could keep an eye on my things.  As I did so, my name was called.  I looked.  My sister Natalie (who comes by a few times a year) had shown up with her...boyfriend?  Seemed like a boyfriend.  She'd shown up with him to surprise me.  I turned around, leading her back to the stand, and introduced her to Chana, who was waiting there with a regular client of mine.  Two readings.  Excellent.

After the client, Natalie, and the boyfriend (?) took off, I said my goodbyes to Chana, who was on a tight schedule, and packed up.  Homeward bound.  As I walked in the door, I was informed that we all (Mikey, Laurel, Savannah, and myself) were taking of to Larisa's place for New Year's Eve.  This was nice, as Larisa is of the "Let the kids run around and scream until they tire themselves out." school of child rearing, meaning that I had little to perform in the way of nanny duties.  Instead, I hung out, talked with her roommate, smoked cigarettes outside, and indulged in some marijuana use.  Once a habitual user, I've now lowered my frequency to once a month on average, so my system was unprepared for the potentcy of the sample a friend had given to me earlier in the day.  The rest of the night, I swapped bad-ex stories with Larisa, and watched Heathers for the first time in years.  Finally got to sleep as the first rays of dawn hit the windows. 

Today's been relatively quiet, as Savannah's mostly been playing with Larisa's lovely daughters, and I've split my time between watching television, reading a bit, and chatting idly with my hostess. 

Chana and I have been talking lately.  We've realized that we're almost certainly headed towards living together again, and looking for stability and routine in our lives.  At this point, looking at the financial situation and the fact that Mike and Laurel seem to be willing to deal with me until I'm a bit more back on my feet, I'm looking for something other than the Boardwalk as a source of income.  The best bets seem to involve either working out of a local psychic bookstore or doing readings online from home.  Also, we want a calmer neighborhood, something a bit more relaxed and less crime-ridden than the Boardwalk while still open to eccentricity and fun.

Pasadena is currently our top choice.  Nice city, reasonable rents by the standards of Southern California, relatively low crime, and (number one on my list), the site of an enormous number of well-stocked used bookstores.

I suspect that I've learned what I can from Venice for now.  It's time for something steadier and a touch less intense.

So:  Happy New Year to you all, and my best wishes for what looks to be a chaotic cycle around the sun.


I wish you the best in the new year.
And to you!

Upon reflection, I have decided NOT to use my "The time I accidentally saw my ex-roommate naked" story as a potential flashback entry.
Happy New Year, my dear friend. May it be wonderful.
And you. Get some sleep.
jeffrey! danny is my friend...boyfriend? im not sure yet. but, i wanted to let you know that he was really impressed with the reading. he thought that you were so spot-on, that he asked if i had told you anything about him in advance. he was very quiet the whole ride home, ans i think some of the stuff you said to him really made him think. i wanted to thank you for the time you spent reading his cards...it was nice for him to meet another part of my family :)

i wish the best for you in the new year! good luck with chana...it was nice meeting her as well.
Danny seemed nice, which is my polite way of saying that he didn't pick his nose in public or scratch himself in embarrassing places while anyone was watching. I'm glad that he got something out of the reading. You could probably do better, but I admit to heavy bias, as I actually like you (I love all family members. How much I like them tends to fluctuate).

My best for your upcoming year as well, sister mine.