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well looky here, it’s been another month, and what do i have to show for it?

the wheels keep on turning around here, and not much is really new. still grinding it out commuting to the DFTU client everyday. I think the commute is starting to get to me a little bit. the train is not so bad, well, when it’s running on time, or they have power, and they keep the doors open at union station so you can get off (they closed after 1 min of unloading yesterday, that was fun). but the metro, man, that’s starting to get to me. the masses in general, ugh. the groups of middle american jeebus groups in matching tshirts, the pushy lawyers cutting you off with their crackberry in hand. the delays, the stations, the, the, i dunno.

but i’m takin’ next week off bitches, so hopefully that’ll recharge the batteries.

so in other news, the last 6 months have been one (err, ones?) of discovery for little (now old) jefke. i won’t go in to it. but i’ve been doing some work on the old psyche, trying to get my head together and really ‘man up’ a bit about my life and where it’s been/headed. yes, i’ll admit there have been some self help books involved, but dammit, i think i’m making some progress. perhaps that’s why i’m not posting as much, i just don’t have the all the bitter trying needing an outlet. i dunno.

what’s somewhat interesting is that i seem to have a little bit more vigor to set out and do some shit that i’ve wanted to do for along time.

the first was ballet class, man have i always loved the ballet and i figure it’s high time i try it out for myself…………just kidding fuckers–you still AWAKE?

but somewhat seriously, in my youth (that’ pronounced yoot) i was caught up in the rock and roll grunge worldview, and got a tattoo. nothing too serious, a little trendy (or soon to be cliche) but nevertheless. a personal thing at a personal time (nekkid chick on my butt cheek) since then, i’ve pretty much been in a low grade himming and hawwing loop about whether another one would be cool, lame, uber cliche, or a bit of all 3. well dammit i’ve decided to do it. and not only that, i’ve actually gotten the ball rolling.

so last tuesday, i headed to a consultation session with an artist at the baltimore tattoo museum. Natty and the capt met me there (a little late b/c i told her the wrong street). it was a pretty interesting experience. i was a bit early, coming from the train, so i had some time to kill. I pretended to look at the exhibtis and drink in the past of american tattooing, but in reality, i was listening to the 2 sets of 18 yr old girls that had come in to get piercings done (sadly nothing really interesting) the mixture of giggling, lingo i didn’t understand, fear, excitement and sudden camaraderie that the 4 girls shared was interesting.