So where the hell has IX been for these past several months....regretably my psychotic abnormal self has been asleep trying to force time to fly until me and my lovely girl lizzylocks can get a week where she's allowed to use vacation - not until fall :( to run away to mexico and get married....I know things have been rough, we're both working mad hours, taking turns for each other on their respective half day, so we can cover the work day 22 hours a day, passing ships in the morning if we're lucky (a really special treat is lizzy's suprise the past day getting home early and her making breakfast, been feeling down, was a great pickup) realize I've been depressed; just ignoring it.....so decided to do things to change that....been making the bed every morning so she can come home and forget it all and snuggle under a hundred blankets like she loves to do (all year round)....Post divorce monetary concerns make me have stomach issues....but thankfully every week we keep getting better and are working our tails off.... realize like now I'm typing in stream of consciousness....all too fast a pace, hard to follow, no rythmn.....as if I wanted people to read my rambling, but this is what's coming out so, here we go.....wanted to log back on get back in touch with people who supported me as hard as lizzy does. Let down hard by my family....forgot my birthday....day late nonsense. Made up for in typical fashion with money. Granted I need. We want to get a house to share with the kids, and hopefully someday have them live with us....she makes a great step mom.....and sometimes I know its hard, past things bring up wounds between worlds....long stories just between us.....needless to say, anyone who truly knows lizzy and I, are probably suprised we're both not dead yet.....and that's one of the reasons I'm trying to live my life in spite of others looking for us to fail. I'm, scratch that....I'm way rambling....
So now for something back on tangent....My days have been filled with new computer operating system blues.....can't talk much about work, secret and stuff....ooooh.....but needless to say I've been working nearly 10 hours a day with an hour total comute to boot, and I don't get paid overtime, and I'd work more if I could, but I can't function on a computer or in my job for more than 10 hours without wanting to be someone I'm not....ie: angry manager dude who chews on peoples heads. Work Life and IX Life do not ever co-exist. Not just in that he has two different sides one he acts like at work and one he acts like at home....nope, if they knew how crazy I really was....I wouldn't be doing what I do, just happens I'm good at it....I like algorithms and such....gads who cares....no voice, just spew...
Work, blah blah blah, who wants to hear it right?? Poor IX, go cry to your momma, oh wait she'd have to stop being a circus seal first....{scratches head} yeah you read that....
SO girls awesome, job's hell but worth it, debt still an albatros, but improving, running away to a mayan pyramid to be married atop, things still keep slipping lock-click into place by design, and time flies so IX can greet spring and be reborn.....Ah, I think my Id is showing....
I promise, I'll write something better....try to stick to the beer blogs, those I'm better at :)
Which reminds me....where's that camera....
