I Haven't Forgetten About You

... life just decided to hit the fan. In the past month, I've had two older relatives (a great-uncle and a great-great-aunt) pass away. I wasn't very close to either of them, but my main connection to both Uncle Tom and Aunt Birdeen is from particularly good parts of my childhood and losing that living link sucks.

I'm also getting divorced. This isn't the place to go into details, but suffice it to say it's a consensual agreement. It won't be finalized until next year (since it looks like I'll get screwed on taxes), and I don't know that next year can come fast enough at this point. Even in my current state of tentative relief, the situation still sucks.

Oh, and I've abandoned NaNoWriMo. I'm sure it would be great to get away into a world of anthropomorphic college versions of myself and various friends, but my motivation has been more or less nonexistent. I'm not throwing the idea away (if I don't work on it independently, I might use it next year), but now just isn't the time and that sucks.

But enough of all that, this isn't supposed to be a place of lamentations. It's time to focus on the good things in our lives, because even with all the shit in this clusterfuck of a world we live in, we all have a lot to be thankful for. Y'know, like January 20, 2009.

The future's so bright, I gotta wear shades,

Regis