
Hey, look it's a journal update.
Not too sure why I'm writing it, but I am. It always seems like a waste, these days; I'm no longer a permanent fixture here, I don't know most of the people in the channel I helped cofound, and I haven't submitted a new deviation in... what, a year? Almost.
It's been almost a year since I've had a computer. I've got plenty of parts, I could build one, but I haven't. The house I moved into in April is still a mess - hell, there's still a room that's just full of boxes. I proposed to my new girlfriend - well, not new anymore, but she was last time I had a computer. We've been dating over a year and a half, and we'll be engaged another year before we get married. Courtney's the most important thing in my life right now, and will undoubtedly remain that way until we have a child.
Since last time I was here, I've had pets die, friends die, and friendships die. I've made new friends, though none of them friends to the same degree as my older friendships. Will, KC, Snowflake - these are still my boys, and that they'll remain.
I've actually gone through an entire cycle of favor at work - I was considered unimportant, expendable, a nuisance, then I gained influence until I was actually considered vital. Now I've fallen out of favor again, and work is back to sucking. I now hate the Air Force with every fiber of my being, and look forward to the day my contract is finished like nothing I've ever looked forward to before. I actually get enraged at the sound of F-15s flying overhead; even an early morning engine-run makes me long for gunfire and explosions.
I've gotten new tattoos since last I was here - most of them for free. It's good to know a guy. I'll get some pictures up later, probably as deviations.
Look, I could bore you folks all day with a stylized rundown of the past year or so of my life, but nobody really cares, and I know it. It's been like any average year: there's been some awesome shit, some horrible shit, but mostly boring shit.
My number still works, and my email address hasn't changed - it's pretty clear that none of my internet friends noticed my absence, or that it mattered enough to attract attention. I suppose my presence here will increase, now that I have reliable internet access again, but I wouldn't count on my ever achieving my past "Oh,-look,-I'm-not-asleep-or-working,-what's-up-dA?" status.
Later.
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Congratulations, however, on your engagement, I'm glad you have her in your life. It's nice to have that.
I don't even remember how I stumbled across you on deviantart, but you're still relative funny, so I usually pay attention. = P
Later
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00:31:07 <Spiff-Johnson> I'm gonna start putting fried eggs on ugly girls to see if it makes them more appetizing.
I think you will be most interested to hear what I have to say.
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Email on it's way.
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"Think of him as a sharp edge that doesn't compromise." =Prince-des-Sots
I think time alone is not the true culprit; time away from an artistic outlet - for an artist, that's a death sentence. Well, if it goes unchecked, anyway.
As for my "internet friends," well, I'm not terribly surprised that none of them contacted me in my absence; after all, differentiate them from my real friends for a good reason.
In any case, thanks for the congratulations; we're incomprably happy with one another.
Take it easy.
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