Onward

Things are moving.  I don’t feel like I’m accomplishing much, but the house is getting emptier, so I guess maybe I am.

Not happy with how, after all the time I spent anticipating, I still wasn’t ready to move, though.  Why is all this crap I don’t want still in my house?

I don’t think an upgrade and intelligence patch is gonna do it, guys. We need a whole new OS.

barghle.

Just keep swimming, keep swimming…

I’ve got a new apartment.  I’m trying to get moved, mostly using the backseat of a Toyota Corolla.  I have to be moved in two weeks, almost the same time when I have to go back to work.  I’m trying to write, re-write, and edit, but not really finding the time.

And I spent the night in the hospital Tuesday.  Once again, they are quite certain my chest pains aren’t caused by heart problems–but they really don’t know what is causing the problem.

Just keep swimming…

I’m sick and I’m stressed.  Count yourself lucky not to be hearing from me right now.

Did you…want to learn it properly before we make it the official language?