Hey. back again. I meant to post more but, well, read the previous post.
So. What’s DRC been up to lately? Well, I just started ilovemyspouse.tumblr.com because I love my wife, and want a place where other people can express that too. If you don’t hate the person you’re with, op on over and submit something. It’d make my, and I’m sure someone else’s day
Right now I’m listening to the last year’s worth of music from Dan Wilkes – I love this song:
Other than that, I’ve been toying with the family site, which isn’t nearly ready yet. I keep thinking of different things to do with it, can’t make any decisions. I did manage to set up the emails for the domain though, so I’m not a total loser.
I also played a bunch of Portal 2 Co-op with my buddy Ben.
And other than that, not much. Working as a pharmaceutical industry technical agent, but not for much longer. Wishing I had a more obvious and extreme talent. Or a rich uncle.
It’s been a crazy, well, year for me. Moving half-way across the country, getting back into an IT-centric job (oh god, I was pretty worried about that), Hillary going back to school, getting married (!), and now I’m looking for another job and Hillary’s starting her masters!
When last I posted (man, I remember when I started this thing thinking I could post little things every day – maybe I can try that again) I was just ranting about being a shut-in
So, some more updates. DBAF: yes there are a bunch of new pages. I’d like to say you can expect them soon, but I really don’t know when I’ll get around to them.
What else? I really hadn’t planned this. Not planning seems to be the only time I do anything, it seems like spontaneity is the only way I can get anything done; when I plan I worry, and the pressure builds. I worry a lot. I’m a little worried I’ve spliced a comma in this paragraph.
Fuck it, we’ll do it live.
I just finished reading Friends Like These by Danny Wallace. Loved it. I identify with a lot of the emotions and worries Danny feels, but not necessarily because of the same events. I don’t feel worried about getting older, in fact I really want that final outcome, it’s just all the bits in between I don’t want to do. I don’t know. I’m not great with expressing my emotions. But I do know that I’m okay with display pillows.