Obligatory year-end post
Work has been, for the most part, workLike. 2010 mostly involved getting BigFuckingProject going. There were some bumps. "Oh, yeah, you have 3 weeks to get these machines all set up. And we messed up on the requirements, so you have to completely reinstall them". And then they sat idle for, oh, 4 months. Have had to deal with the unorganizededness (shut up, it's a word) a lot, too, pretty much to the point where I'm the go-to Dag for "what do we have I can use?". Plus a whole lot of cleaning up after DirtyHippy, and OtherIdiotBoy.
Really no progress in the romantically areas, at least, not forward progress. I'm kinda hardened to some things now, which isn't great, but, it's what it is.
The dagRents still live, despite my best efforts. Apparently, you can't actually send holy knives through the mail, especially when the box is boobytrapped (think "bag of tricks? no. bag of knives").
Personal health, well, it is what it is. Knees 'n ankles still are weak spots. Am massively losing hair, my forehead is now large and clear enough to land a UH-1 on. Still not sleeping consistently well. I think 6 hours straight was my max this last year. Am getting headachey more and more, but not sure if that's the cause of, or a symptom of, my putting up more walls and being more guarded.
A couple of new friends tho. Which is nice, and they're good folk. Plus, of course, you freaks.
Started looking into relocating the dagCave, and not just because there's now two people who know of its location (plus one who just doesn't realize it, and one who knows the general area). Partially, yes, but not JUST because of all that noise.
As to resolutions, well, I dunno. I have a couple goals, I guess. One is massively spendy, one will probably cause me to be crucified in the public square, and at least one is just a massively bad idea.
Really no progress in the romantically areas, at least, not forward progress. I'm kinda hardened to some things now, which isn't great, but, it's what it is.
The dagRents still live, despite my best efforts. Apparently, you can't actually send holy knives through the mail, especially when the box is boobytrapped (think "bag of tricks? no. bag of knives").
Personal health, well, it is what it is. Knees 'n ankles still are weak spots. Am massively losing hair, my forehead is now large and clear enough to land a UH-1 on. Still not sleeping consistently well. I think 6 hours straight was my max this last year. Am getting headachey more and more, but not sure if that's the cause of, or a symptom of, my putting up more walls and being more guarded.
A couple of new friends tho. Which is nice, and they're good folk. Plus, of course, you freaks.
Started looking into relocating the dagCave, and not just because there's now two people who know of its location (plus one who just doesn't realize it, and one who knows the general area). Partially, yes, but not JUST because of all that noise.
As to resolutions, well, I dunno. I have a couple goals, I guess. One is massively spendy, one will probably cause me to be crucified in the public square, and at least one is just a massively bad idea.