I've been on my own since March and I have no regrets ... So many people continue to ask "So when are you going back home?" Maybe they think I'm on some type of vacation from my mom's house but that's not the case ... I'm really on my own. Coming home after work and knowing that I'll have peace and tranquility once I get there is so relaxing.

Not being forced to answer the telephone when it rings is a wonder in it's self. Being that I have Caller ID and Call Intercept -- I'm always screening my incoming calls and I only answer my cellphone after 8pm. Some people are beginning to recognize this and leave messages indicating they'll try reaching me under my screenname on the 'net. Call me crazy ... but talking on the telephone all day at work with irrate customers and trying to lead co-workers into the right direction while troubleshooting coming home to talk some more just isn't for me. Last night I finally got through the first half of A Beautiful Mind and I jammed to Minnie Riperton before heading to bed.

I can saunter through my apartment in my just my boxer and a t-shirt without having to wondering "Who's here?" The only down side that I've ran into thus far is washing dishes ... I hate it with a passion. Luckily my friends only seem to visit on the weekends which cause me to have clean plates and utensils available for their arrival. I really need to head back down to Costco and pick up some paper goods.

Alright -- I'm Gone