ye olde crapfest

howdy.

yes, it's been a dickyear since i posted. yes, i am lame. i've accepted it, now it's time for you to do the same.

not much to report here, which explains the lack of posts. still at the same crap job, still livin' in the same place, still with the same dude, etc... we've been doing a bunch of shit around the house (and you thought there couldn't BE anymore shit to do around the house), watching a lot of movies and experimenting with new and exciting things to eat, as well as the usual tv and reefer combo. it's a tough life, i'm tellin' ya.

joaquim has moved to cali (big ups to you, cap'n, i hope all is well), and there was a going away soiree held in his honor. i attended, as did the surprise guest of the evening, j. barger powerton, who drove aaaaalll the way here from north carolina to surprise us. it was faboo. i miss all my friends, and have resisted finding new ones, on account of i like the old ones just fine and hope someday we'll all magically end up in the same town again, and when we do we will all have omelets for breakfast after long nights of smack-talkin. oh, le'sigh.

the holidays approach! soon there will be food to eat, family to deal with, and--thanks be to cod-- those who have moved away will be coming to visit. i can't wait.

i run the risk of being blabbery here, so i'm going to quit while i'm ahead. i leave you with a picture of this year's halloween punkin, which no one but me and z and hundreds of wee little children got to see before it was eaten by some sort of animal or republican. i carved it in the half hour between getting home from work on monday on the first knock on the door. our first trick-or-treater was dressed as a football player. i resisted the urge to tell him he has no imagination.



until next time...