📅 May 2007

I've noticed that, more often now, I have been absorbing as much about the Hudson Valley and the Catskills as I can. I'm savoring the sites and the sounds. Soon I'll be leaving all this behind, and it makes me sad....

Lake Minnewaska


Katerskille falls... (i don't even know if i spelled that correctly)


There are Waterfalls everywhere I go



I'll miss looking out over these beautiful mountains....



and seeing her with this beautiful backdrop up at the Rock Garden..



I guess I'm just being overly romantic of this place... its not like i don't stop at least once a day and think to myself "I can't wait to get out of here!"

We decided last night that it would probably be a good idea to not move out of new paltz officially till the end of july. I would still like to get an apartment in buffalo sometime in the beginning of july and spend the month getting there and getting everything ready for our official arrival, but there is too much going on in July...

First of all my family (who lives all around Buffalo) are having a family reunion [idown here][/i] in the middle of July. Also there is a large fourth of july campout at my friend's house that I do not want to miss...

Also I have spent almost ten years in this little town, and I have to admit that as much as it pisses me off some times, I really am quite attached... I have only made one big time move in my life... home to new paltz... now its new paltz to buffalo... all my 8 gazillion new paltz friends and aquaintances.... gone...

anyway... its now after four and I am supposed to finish sanding down this dresser and get it stained and finished TONIGHT>.... so yeah i got lots of work to do..

I had a customer just enter my store and chat it up with me. He asked me if I had ever thought about a career in corrections. He wasn't trying to sell me on anything, he just thought I should be a corrections officer. I wonder if I give off that vibe...

I used to be the head of security at this bar/club here in NP. I was badass and made a LOT of enemies. There were a lot of underage whiney little girls that hated my guts every thursday night when I denied them entry or kicked them out. Part of me really loved that job. I am such a nice, compliant person that to have a job where I HAD to be strict, mean, and controlling was sort of a stress releif. It was like all that secret inner aggression that I had lurking under the surface of my glassy and calm exterior was able to escape... I just hated the drunkards....

The funny thing is that a couple of the 'perks' that the guy had named was that I would get to carry a badge and a gun. Do I really want to carry a gun?
that is an interesting question to ask myself. because part of me is opposed to guns, and the other part of me would love to go to the shooting range and try it out. I don't think I would carry it around or anything...

Anyway... as intersting as it may sound, I don't think that being a corrections officer is the game for me... i do enjoy an occasional smoke if ya know what i mean.. ;)

T minus two months till the big move...
HERE WE COME BUFFALO!!! are you ready for us?

or, more appropriately, are we ready for you?

not really... i need a job and i need an apartment.... its rather nervewracking to be so close to the move and yet so far from being ready... i have no idea what my life will be like in two months. All i know is that I'll be with my lady. I'm just going to go with it.
rock on.

anyone have a job or an apartment that you want to offer me?

~the Felly