Here we go

I was going to delete my first two entries, but I decided not to for good reason.   In the second entry I mentioned a date with a girl.  I dated that girl for three years, bought a house with her, got two dogs, all sorts of random material posessions, and we just broke up a few weeks ago.  Another guy.  Well, another guy and the fact that we were no longer in love, barely had sex, and were enjoying each other’s company less and less. 

So it’s a good thing.

Work is going well.  Actually, life is going well.  I have a beautiful house, a great job that I’m good at, and I’m finally acting like myself again.  For awhile there I didn’t have the balls to tell life to go fuck itself when necessary.  Most people wont stand up for themselves and I haven’t for years now.

Now I am and it feels good.

That’s enough for now.  I’m drinking on a weeknight while watching Hell’s kitchen.  I’m talking to people on aim (I’m back on aim now, wooo, good for me), and then I’m working for another few hours until the wee hours of the morning, catching a little sleep, then going in for a long day.  I like this.