Hey, guys! I'm still alive.
Brief update:
I'm an aunt now! I'd post a picture if I had one... plenty of time for that. The fact makes me feel a little old.
My job is evil. Actually, my job is good, but my immediate superior is evil and hell-bent on scaring me away from the place. That's what it feels like anyway.
Depression not entirely lifting. Drugs may or may not help. Often feel tired, dizzy and relatively pessemistic. Might have something to do with my working night shift.
I got a new car: PT Cruiser ("the Bruiser") Limited Edition. 2001. Relatively low mileage. Runs beautifully. Interior is immaculate. Smells newish and leathery. Lots of bells and whistles. Shiney, with an "e".
Oh, and the pens are going to the Stanley Cup. Whee!
I'm an aunt now! I'd post a picture if I had one... plenty of time for that. The fact makes me feel a little old.
My job is evil. Actually, my job is good, but my immediate superior is evil and hell-bent on scaring me away from the place. That's what it feels like anyway.
Depression not entirely lifting. Drugs may or may not help. Often feel tired, dizzy and relatively pessemistic. Might have something to do with my working night shift.
I got a new car: PT Cruiser ("the Bruiser") Limited Edition. 2001. Relatively low mileage. Runs beautifully. Interior is immaculate. Smells newish and leathery. Lots of bells and whistles. Shiney, with an "e".
Oh, and the pens are going to the Stanley Cup. Whee!