Updating Lynn: 2005-02-04
Hey there [Lynn]!
How’s it going? Are you ready for spring yet? What’s going on in your life? How are your cats? How’s your business? Are you busy doing taxes for people these days? Do you still do them for that Jewish Princess?
I’m still here, Djing. I did ten gigs last year. That’s up a couple from 2003. Added high-intensity black lights to the show, which seem to be a big hit. Djed my first two wedding receptions in 2004 as well as my first class reunion. All events went off very well. I have the music on the computer (over 35,000 songs now) and that makes taking instant requests a snap.
I injured my wrist last November (tendonitis) while weight-lifting. The doctor gave me a good splint to wear and a shot of cortisone to help it heal faster. It seems to be on the mend now, but it’s been quite the painful affair throughout the holiday season. Amazing that though tendonitis is not a break or fracture, it takes longer than those to heal well.
Mom’s doing okay. Curt is still here. Smoking [...] out back. 
We had a flood in September. The furnace and water heater had to be replaced. And, I lost some of my DJ gear and a couple brand new DeWalt power tools, but was able to repair the rest. At least the computers were on the second floor, and so did not get wet.
In 2004, fate brought to me several interesting women to date. One was a ballerina from Romania, who spoke English with a thick, exotic accent. I fell in love with her immediately, and of those four ladies, SHE’s the one I felt I could be happy with, forever after, if such a thing is possible.
However, she wanted me to accompany her to her home country (as well as foot the bill for her move). And that was only after we’d been dating but a month. I told her I’d have to know her for at least a year before even considering such a venture, especially since it would mean selling virtually everything I own (it’s too expensive to ship stuff over there, and the electricity in eastern Europe is different than it is here). Things designed to run on American power usually can’t run on Romanian power. Anyway, she quickly grew impatient with my trepidation, and stopped seeing me. Ah well.
Also, it wasn’t clear that she’d stay with me once there. I feared that we’d just get settled and then she’d leave me all alone, in a strange country, whose native language I do not speak. I could not, after only knowing her a month, commit to such a risk. So, she ended our association abruptly. No discussion. She just stopped calling and refused to accept my calls and answer my email. Another one bites the dust. I was hurt, but I’m over her now, ready to try again.
All in all, life’s been good. My health is great, and though money’s a bit scarce right now, I’m happier today than I ever was working for [the company]. I am considering moving to New York City though and getting another job, if the DJ stuff doesn’t become profitable soon. I just can’t escape this longing I have to be in a big city.
Well, gotta run. So take care and write back at your convenience.
Tom