NOW WHAT?

Me. Alone. Sitting on my gorgeous (donated) bed, in my luxury condo-it's like an Italian Villa.

Finally. Everything is OKAY.

I'm settled into a beautiful condo, in the heart of San Diego, right where I want to be, with everything I need in order to get back on my feet and get on with LIVING THE DREAM.

DREAM CHECK FRIDAY. OCTOBER 26, 2012

Hello Fellow Dreamers!

How was your, um, lately?

NOW IT'S JUST ME.

It was you and me against the world. Now it's just ME.

  
What's Shakin' Peeps?

Well, I am finally gonna write that post. The one where I say I've been through too much to...um, do much of anything, let alone write.

DREAM CHECK FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 14, 2012

PRAISE GOD! I MADE IT BACK TO CALIFORNIA!

*Happiest Dance EVA!*

Now, it's time to find a new home for Go-Go Rach Land and, FINALLY, get on with LIVING THE DREAM!

WHY GO-GO RACH IS HERE!

So, yeah. I am not Go-Go-ing ANYWHERE! I am back in CA and will be blogging, wrting and SoMe - ing to my heart's content, full-force, as soon as I am settled. It's just a matter of where.

GRIEF, LOSS AND THE AGONY I FEEL FOR THE TRAGIC DEATH OF MY ONE TRUE LOVE - TOLSTOY EARNED HIS WINGS

My Angel, just a few months before we came to ASSVILLE.
May You Rest In Peace, Always and Forever xoxo
8/15/00 -8/9/12

My darling. Tolstoy, I am so sad that you are gone, but feel a strng sense of relief that you no longer have to suffer through the devastation that continues to consume my life.

DREAM CHECK FRIDAY, JULY 20, 2012

Hello Fellow Dreamers! How have you been?

Things with me are, well, HECTIC!

LEGALIZE, REGULATE,EDUCATE, MEDICATE #MMOT

Now that my recent legal issue is behind me, I want to discuss how much I miss being able to smoke pot, without any fear of arrest or notice, as I used to in California and Las Vegas, with glee and stability of my mounting issues.

Medicinal Marijuana doesn't exist in North Carolina. From what I hear, this state is nowhere near legalization. I'm amazed at the amount of time and resources thrown away in favor of CRIMINALIZATION of pot smokers.

I'm actually afraid to smoke here, since one whiff of the heady smoke will most likely bring the PIGS, called by a nosy neighbor, of course! Not that there's any good weed available here, anyway (so I hear!).

This is just another example of the ignorance that floods what I've come to call "HILLBILLY CENTRAL." Dear God, I cannot wait to get the FUCK outta this hell hole!

THIS TOTALLY SUCKS ASS!

This amazing painting was created by one of the many
INCREDIBLE women who volunteer at ROOMS AT THE INN (Thanks so much, Mary!)! 

When my mother threw me out, with no prior notice, in February of 2011, I was forced to leave behind nearly everything I owned, while I suffered through sheer hell for sixteen months.

It kills me to think about how close I was to mind-blowing success and LIVING THE DREAM that I worked my ass off for and imagined all my life only to have it ripped out of my hands by my supposed "family." I'm still reeling from the shock of it all.