Holy decade, you guys!
This decade did not start well. 2000 wasn't bad; my life unravelled in 2001.
I got to university in 2004, and it was a major turning point in my life. I was safe and I had friends.
2008 involved leaving that behind and forging a new life. I kind of sucked at that, and went back to the Before place.
2009 has been crazy! I was miserable at a job and got laid off in January -- the best thing that ever happened to my career, although when I was job searching I certainly didn't feel that. I got a new job that, mostly, is fantastic for me.
I went on two vacations by myself, which I've never done before. My last pure no-work, no-family vacation was in March 2000, to Spain with school. This year, I went to Halifax and to Victoria. It was fantastic.
I saw 6 concerts, although it feels like more. I am in love with live music. And dancing! I am a crap dancer now, but I loved to dance before this decade, and I am thrilled to have it back.
Most importantly, I am alive. Take THAT, motherfuckers of the earlier years.
This past month has been terribly hard, for various reasons -- some new, some unexpected, and some annual.
I don't know where 2010 is going. I'd like it to take my home out of Edmonton -- but I want my job to come with me! How problematic.
But I am alive. And again, take that. You did not kill me off. And I'm doing better and stronger than I have before in my life, regardless of how screwed up I still am. I'm damn near preening here.
I got to university in 2004, and it was a major turning point in my life. I was safe and I had friends.
2008 involved leaving that behind and forging a new life. I kind of sucked at that, and went back to the Before place.
2009 has been crazy! I was miserable at a job and got laid off in January -- the best thing that ever happened to my career, although when I was job searching I certainly didn't feel that. I got a new job that, mostly, is fantastic for me.
I went on two vacations by myself, which I've never done before. My last pure no-work, no-family vacation was in March 2000, to Spain with school. This year, I went to Halifax and to Victoria. It was fantastic.
I saw 6 concerts, although it feels like more. I am in love with live music. And dancing! I am a crap dancer now, but I loved to dance before this decade, and I am thrilled to have it back.
Most importantly, I am alive. Take THAT, motherfuckers of the earlier years.
This past month has been terribly hard, for various reasons -- some new, some unexpected, and some annual.
I don't know where 2010 is going. I'd like it to take my home out of Edmonton -- but I want my job to come with me! How problematic.
But I am alive. And again, take that. You did not kill me off. And I'm doing better and stronger than I have before in my life, regardless of how screwed up I still am. I'm damn near preening here.