el nopalito en mi cama

I decided that I should be updating this blog instead of my other one because this one is way more stable. Plus it can be read by many many more people than the other one which operated on a closed web community.

I'm living in Louisville, at the moment I'm not working, but I'll probably start back up as a taxi driver next week. I was assaulted on the job a few weeks ago, so I decided to take a breather before I got back in the swing of things. I'll be bringing the perps up on charges later this week when the summons are served. Whether or not they're convicted, I'll be taking out a civil suit against them - for damages. I probably shouldn't say anything further publicly on the web.

At the moment, I'm experiencing yet another existential crisis. I'm on this sobriety kick that I've been enjoying quite a bit, mostly to benefit my sleep so that I can have solid dreams - a real rarity for me in the last few years. Whenever I get this way, I start feeling like I need to be living elsewhere. I love this city, but I think it stagnates far too much for my comfort. I keep feeling alienated because my interests are so varied, and reach beyond what this town offers. Languages for instance, are limited mostly to universities and restaurants - and French is practically nonexistent in this town save for the hoity-toity eastenders that use silly wine and cheese get-togethers as an excuse to try and gloat about how jet-set they've become. My favorite encounters are with West Africans and Haitians that have come over here for work or as refugees. Mostly I run into them in the taxi as passengers or fellow drivers.

My love life has been a little lacking, that's probably my fault. I'm way too picky these days, a little rendezvous here and there is one thing, but when it comes to clogging up real estate in my mind it really pays to be choosy.

I've been exploring ways to make money doing things in other cities. I've had the idea that I've wanted to be a bike messenger for a good while. There's absolutely no money in that here, but I could certainly pay my way in a busier city. If I moved somewhere on the coast, I could keep a job, set up residency and get enrolled in school pretty soon.

Everything else is in order I guess. I'm living and breathing and am in good health, so I'd better not jinx that.