Marketa's 25 year old big black boyfriend has started calling me Copper Top, or just Cop Top. I actually enjoy this nick-name, but the truth is that I'm fairly sure he doesn't know what my real name is. Anyway he calls Marketa M-Dawg so I feel fairly honoured to be renamed after a battery.
Marketa's son has started having loud sex with his girlfriend in their tiny suite, which is a big change from his shy and boyish youth of a few months ago. He is turning 18 on Monday and is jonesing to get out into the world. I feel like Marketa will begin to feel better about this moving out thing is this sex thing keeps up.
All my news is work related. Moved into the new place, set up my stuff, and now waiting to find my life calling. Which of course will probably not sprout up on Craigslist. I think I'm going to start looking around for volunteer opportunities, and a more permanent job.
I want desperately to travel but at the moment I don't even have enough cash to renew my passport.