Friday, May 25, 2012
46 Months ... give or take
Almost two years ago, I came here and posted all that and wow, what a difference almost 46 months can make. What a difference.
No more Frankie.
A new granddaughter who straightened my daughter out (and who still graduated early with honors instead of being a statistic and owns her own business)
Ex-husband contracted herpes. Can you say karma? I did not. Since we never got back together, even though he asked, and since I am still germaphobe, it seems unlikely that I will.
I live with someone now. My childhood friend named Michael. My childhood best friend. We met at the age of 4 and were fast friends since we both loved power, robots, and crazily enough, Hitler. (We did not understand at all what the man was about, mind you, he was just someone Moe of the Three Stooges imitated)
Life is very ... looking for adjective to push together chaotic, uncertain, not super, etc., etc., but coming up short. I still live. I still like vampires although I'm happy I won't be living forever.
I miss my Blogger friends and if you come upon this, I hope it finds you well.