Before I get into this update, go say hi to my friend Micheal (OutOfTime). He's responsible for teaching me to spin fire. He's new, make him feel at home! Here's an awesome picture of him spinning steel wool:



Yesterday was my first day of class as a UMass Boston student! The title of the class was Moral and Social Problems (philosophy). The best part about this class is that the professor put all the required readings onto a disk along with the syllabus, so I don't have to buy a book! Woohoo!

After the class I went over to the Wit's End Cafe, a great little student run cafe, to write in my journal. While there a rather strange girl from my class spotted me and came over to chat. She was reading a magazine and when I saw this ad I asked if I could rip it out and keep it. It seemed strange to her, but I explained that I loved nude photography, especially ones involving tattooed women. She gave it to me and asked if I had ever posed. I told her yes. Soon she was asking if I was a Suicidegirl and I of course I told her yes. Now here is the strange part... Some people when they find out or recognize me, are cool and "no big deal" about it. Others don't know what it is, and then there are those that freak out and treat me like I'm some sort of minor celebrity. And that is exactly what this girl did. It was awkward for me, kinda flattering, but mostly awkward. Thankfully a friend came and got her and I was able to continue writing in my journal.

Work has slowed odwn a bit, which is good. Working for ACORN is hilarious! There is a woman who comes to our office to do community service. She has a 3 year old little boy that she brings with her. This little boy never speaks, but is constantly seeking negative attention, and mostly from me for whatever reason. He'll do everything he can to get my attention, even pushing and punching me. So yesterday, I discovered that all I had to do was sit him in my lap and let him hug me, and he would behave. So thats what I did. For most of my work day yesterday I typed one handed while I held a little black boy in my lap. I even did a conference call with him there. Whenever I had to get up to do something, I had to carry him with me. It was touching, but it broke my heart as well. Obviously this little boy was starved for affection.
Ok, so thats it for a ridiculously long update abut nothing really. Stay tuned for more ramblings soon to come.
Infinite X's and O's to all of you!