So...
I cannot really remember why I stopped writing here - I just know that I did.
And it's not that I do not have love for all y'all, I just have four million plates on a stick, and I am trying to juggle them all.
I work anywhere from 60 to 75 hours per week at my "paying the bills" gig. Who knew architects were such demanding fuckstains? The Wife and I rescued an adorable (but needy as all get-out) pooch the day before The New York Football Giants won the Super Bowl. Her name is Gracie, and she is a 40lb wiggle machine. She is supposedly a pit-mix, but when people ask me what she is mixed with, I get all proud and shout out "She's part pitbull, and a huge helping of WAY FUCKING COOLER THAN YOU'LL EVER BE!!!"
That always goes over well.
Speaking of going over well...
The good people over at the NYC Metroblogs decided to let me write for them. You can subscribe to my feed at my
Author's Profile Thingy. I promise to be as offensive as possible. You might even laugh a bit, you never know.
I also continue to sporadically post on my own
site from time to time. Yes, the old one is long gone and dead, but this one is much cleaner and nicer.
I hope all of you are doing well. And I hope you continue to do so.
-S