My last post was in November. Hmm. Let's see. I went on a trip to Vegas in December. In January I sprained my ankle and it never fully healed. A few months later Mike got an opportunity of a lifetime job as a robotics programmer and, over the course of a week, dropped out of college, moved all his shit into my place, and left for Michigan. He came back for a visit with hearts in his eyes and diamonds in his pockets, then left again. I said yes. He'll be gone for most of the next year or two. We still haven't figured out how this will work. Feesh got married this summer. My sister is getting married next month. I lost 15 lbs. I'm currently in the process of selling a shitload of antique guns even though I hate guns. I dunno how that happened. Earthquake from the 19th floor last month was exciting. I honestly thought I was about to plummet to my death and my only thought was "well this is going to suck." Fortunately, I lived long enough for the hurricane to flood my apartment a few days later and destroy my floors. Sierra just turned 9. She's hilarious, awesome, and really making up for what a shitty baby she was. Morgan is almost 13 and has a terrible case of the angsty teens. She's really making up for what an awesome baby she was. Any day now, I highly expect her to walk in smelling like weed and telling me to fuck off when I say "how was your day?" I love her.
Life is pretty good.
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