I Smell of Bum Funk

it's been good since we last left off... there's been stress and uncertainty and all sorts of junk, but i'm doing well! it's officially past the one-month mark and i haven't gone insane or anything (well, hopefully not). all the roommates are finally moved in and there's been plenty of fun there.

tonight i had to help control a situation at church. a very drunk homeless man was in the building and we didn't want him accosting anyone, so i sat by where he was to make sure he didn't get out of hand. he wound up sitting down by me and talking for a good, long time. i felt sorry for the guy, but he was being ridiculous (as belligerent as being homeless and drunk will allow without actually assaulting anyone) and was removed by the police. but not before asking for a handshake.

it's fine, i mean it, but i kinda have a smell issue. i still think the very distinct homeless person smell has in some small way soaked into me. i'm preparing to take as many showers as i need to to put this to rest. in other news, i'm not afraid of/ nervous around homeless people anymore. fair trade? ...maybe. :)

~the albatross thinks august 13th sounds nice.