Nov 02, 2009 23:50
Fifty-two. Fifty-friggin-two. ::Sighs:: And I'm not dead yet? ::Shakes his fist at the sky::
Okay, Kay-Erik moment over with...
Thanks to all that wished me a happy womb-ejection day. I almost forgot until I got online and saw my mail box full of "happy birthday, Erik!" from the various news letters and stuff I signed up for. ::Laughs::
I'm doing alright. Just recently had a bit of surgery, but I'm okay! Mmvicodin, yum. Still got my job, got a raise in fact. Now I just have to get more hours and I can finally get out of debt.
Had a fun Halloween, and apparently I texted a friend with "im so srunk and im flirting with Sweeny".... Yeah, that was odd. But hey, Mistah Todd was rather good looking. Unfortunately he probably thought I was just some dirty old man.
...Well, I am, but y'know what I mean. More like in a "want some candy, little boy?" type of way. Bwahaha. Ahem.
Three more years to go and I'll get to retire. Yeah...right. Anywho...
Love you all! Miss you all! And Sandi? I think it'd be cool if we get the site up again along with the chat program, for old time's sakes.