dont it always seem to go that you dont know what you've got till its gone...

the city of my heart is burried in filthy water
dear friends will find themselves homeless
im sitting here a thousand miles away
where all the locals care about seems to be the rising cost of gasoline
and my face burns with hidden tears
for frustration
and feeling so detached
and unhelpful
i cant give money
i cant get in
and watching the footage just hurts

even though ive never been fond of singing in french

im quite fond of being the newest chorus member of the augusta opera :)

i'm going to be quite a busy young lady these next two months

tales of hoffman

bring it on
bring
it

things becca wants for her new house:

table and chairs for dining area
area rug for dining room
queen sized bed (or double, if its free or realy cheap)
paint to redecorate the second bedroom
rice cooker
bunn coffee maker
vacuum cleaner
dvd player and possibly a larger tv
nick is letting me use some of his packed up cookware..so i have no idea on that

im not dead..........i feeeeel happy!

after a couple of weeks of internetlessness (how's that for a word?) ill post a little update

i am almost completely certain that i have found a house! i'd post pictures..but
1.my digital camera went for a swim in the atlantic ocean
and 2. the house is FSBO so there's no online listing to show you

my dad, myself, my realtor who is my friend, and the owner of the house meet tomorrow around lunch to discuss stuff and make up a CONTRACT!

*giddy becca*
:)