Okay, some of my friends who have looked at my moms blog say we talk almost exactly alike. Except the cursing on my part. I guess I’m more like her than I thought. I mean, like, I’m on the phone with Meatball, and at first he thinks I’m her. I also look almost exactly like her whan she was my age. I also have noticed I get most of my music from her (Alanis Morrisette, Merideth Brooks, KMFDM, Dido, Goo Goo Dolls, etc.). AND we read the same kind of books. I get books from her and vise versa (she has at least… 4 or 5 books from me she needs to read. Note to Mom: At least read Northern Lights so I can re-read it!!).
Now, I know I havn’t quite updated in awhile. It’s not even because I’m too busy. I’m just too lazy to type something >.>. Well, to start off, many of you know we are living in Cooperate Housing (was that in my last post?) in Pittsburgh, and yadda yadda ya. We are about 4 blocks away from a small shopping complex thing (like, stores on either side of the road. Clothing shops, coffee shops, Rite Aid, and so on) where I have now taken to walking up and down when I feel restless (whaddya know? I can actually go ALONE) and whenever we need snackish stuff. The coffee shop is nice to just get a Mocha and sit and read for an hour or so (which I did earlier today).
Did I mention that the people here are actually NICE? They wont yell at you for accidentally bumping into them, or give you a dirty look when you’re walking down the street with a pentacle visably hanging around your neck. So, like my mother, I am totally in love with this city. Despite some of the idiots who don’t know how to drive, it’s a wonderful place to live. Especially when you’re like me when you’ve grown up near or in a city all your life.
Glad to see that you’re enjoying the ‘Burgh. I have to agree, I’ve always found it a very friendly city. The hills and people of West Virginia have many admirable characteristics, but sometimes those country folk ways can be a bit hard to take, most notably the automatic mistrust and suspicion of education or worldly experience.
“You’ve got to remember that these are just simple farmers. These are people of the land. The common clay of the new West. You know… morons.”