Lovely.

Hallo girls! I am sitting at a coffee shop counter that Julia works at, called "Lovely" [I can see her wandering around in kneesocks and a vintage apron, it makes me proud], drinking a mocha and eating an incredible chocolate cupcake and thinking about how much all of you would love this place. I'm glad that the Feast was full of adventures and sparkler friends and sled dogs, I am impressed, and the pictures are wonderful. And I wish so much that I could have been at the Melt, both for the grilled cheese and the company. Amanda, I am so excited about your pending adventure.
What have I been up to? After my last entry, challenging myself to find a female friend, one of the girls at work invited me out for the evening and we've hit it off and have had a few more dates -- its delightful. What else? The short of it: there have been lots of late nights, sunrises over the lake, singing on the street for fun [and some money!] hopscotch, dancing in a hipster club with total strangers, key lime martinis, devouring new books and rereading my favorites, a concert in the breathtaking Chicago Theater downtown, watching baseball games at the divebar 30 seconds away from my door [and falling in love with the boy working there], getting terribly lost everytime I step off of a train, and generally trying to figure out my life. I was given a new name on the street by a psychic ["Theoyla Cassett" -- he said I needed a strong black woman's name to match my spirit and an artist's last name to match my creativity, ahaha]. My new favorite activity is to sit on the steps of a nearby apartment building on my lunch break, eating an apple, and blatently people watch. I always make up stories about the individuals as they pass. I love living in cities. I could never do without the people and the noise.
Oh. And we have a tree in our kitchen. It's a long story.