Alright, so the long-timers and in betweeners of the CSFMB community know more than they care to know, about my HiStory (sweet Jacko reference) and I felt it a long time coming to update my current so-called life (sweet Jared Leto reference).
Been in Mundelein for a couple of years now (2 years on this past december 10) and have realized that the only people that live up here are:
1. freshly married naive 28 year old couples.
2. 2 year married, slightly less naive, 30 year old couples with a bun in the oven or bread on the table.
3. my parents and their friends.
read: empty nesters living close to the highway b/c their kids live in Chicago....
I have decided to pass up ownership on the Company and low $6 figs for less responsibility...and one less anchor in the chest....and one less reason to drink myself to death.
I have decided to put my townhome on the market. I have decided that by the end of 2009 I will either be renting or owning, along the blueline, if I can sell.
I realized that my City friends and my artistic desires outweigh my 22 year old brain "backup plan" of getting a degree.
(Good thing I did...stay in school kids...and don't do drugs.....I'm sorry....I mean,
Do do drugs....)
I realize I can still do all the music stuff that I want to do with my best friends (who all live in the City and are officially Family) and make enough money to be perfectly comfortable.
I'm doing that now...except, I'm not around the scene....or my friends, for that matter.
I'm on an island.
I call it Mundel-Island.
and there's no Ginger. No Mary Ann....
not even the Millionaires wife....actually, there are those.
I just can't....
soggy curtains.maybe Beardown could. I know spmack would.
I have decided that I will be single and miserable forever if I continue to live in a world of malls, super targets, Christmas Light Winter Wonderland drives on the old Cuneo property, ease to everything, a 10 minute drive to work, $1.57 a gallon gasoline, and $39 cartons of marlboro ultra lights, and weekly dinners at my parents.
I have realized that all of
the ladies i am interested in, seem to live in neighborhoods i lived in 8-14 years ago...
except now these women are lawyers who paint, instead of painters who bartend.
The selling turnover in my neighborhood is ridiculous. These places continue to sell b/c they are perfect for #1 and #2 above. Even if I lose $5k in "paper money" I really don't care that much. My sanity is worth more than that. maybe even $10k...
I'm moving back to Chicago...but it took me 8 years and a divorce to realize I never should have left.
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spaulding wrote:
Also if you fuck someone like they are a millionaire they might go try to be one.