It’s been almost a month since the last, so here’s another “I’m not dead” post.
I have this whole thing going on right now where, if I’m smart, I’m working every day. I hate it, but it keeps a roof over my head. The main things I hate are worrying that my car will go kaput (had a mini-heart attack the other day when I realized I had a leak in a tire that is less than a year old but happily, tire repair is the one thing mechanics don’t over-charge for) and not having a whole lot of down-time to do anything actually fun. So I don’t have a lot of time to do anything special here, and my other option is when my
lipsfingers are moving on the keyboard and I’m complaining about something, which is whinging [sticks tongue out at Rory], and a body can only take so much of that before they decide to go read things somewhere else. I understand. Thus the not a lot of updating.
The nice thing about fandom, though, is that you have it/ are in it whether or not you are maintaining a whole-ass psycho-obsessive website about it. So there’s that.
NO I’M NOT TAKING THE SITE DOWN. The domain name doesn’t expire until next April, anyway. If I haven’t got my shit relatively together by then and thus can’t afford to renew the domain name, I fucking deserve to lose it. That’s just the way that is. So there.
Whatever I get up to between now and then to update things here is whatever I get up to. Or nothing at all. We’ll see. I can’t promise anything.
Okay. Enough of that. Here’s Rory. Very likely one you’ve already seen but what the fuck, I like it too. And him. Again I say: So there.
P.S. I have come to the realization that this year marks thirty years since I graduated high school. In fact, the 8th was the thirty-year anniversary of my joining the Army, as well.
That’s okay. Today is the 31st birthday of the daughter of a woman I went to high school with. High-School Classmate is a year younger than me and the mother of a 31-year-old. My older kiddo is 26. Point. Guffaw.