yep. finally leaving p-town. ~ONE MONTH~ but wondering how i'll ever find a new comfortable place.. what I actually want to do with my life is being swept up in a gust. the past 2 months have certainly flown the fuck by and now I'm late on bills and smoking way too much. weird interactions with men continues daily. GAHHHHHH. I love my job so much (see: ridiculous self-photos, incredible gig) But damn. it. is. time. for some space from those guys. Curiously enough, they seem to have come in waves. I haven't seen the Yacht Man in ages... haven't even seen his truck around town. Derek, DaddyPilot, and a host of young rehab dudes. AHH. Yeah its definitely time for me to get going. But I'll miss my incredible lady friends so much and the weather and the trails around town and the DUMPSTERSSS and the thrift stores and both Donna's Hut and Pudge N' Astis' for their Positive Partying. I should probably write some cards. SOME FUCK U I AM OUTTA HERE CARRRRRRRDS
no but seriously I'll miss prescott a lot and will probably come back and raise dogs here.
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