Okay. I've been formulating how to properly put down the Burning Man experience into words, with minimal luck. Then this a.m., I found out danigolden died and now I don't feel like writing anything at all.
In Japan, they don't call it Japan, they call it Nippon. I'll miss you my friend.
So... I live in Oregon now, did I mention that? Yep. I'm working in Portland at an insurance agency. We mostly sell insurance to companies and rich people. I answer the phones, fax things, do random stuff, and get paid a decent wage to do it. I even have benefits and free parking now. If anyone was worried that I may have died or had children, fear not. I just don't have internet access at home, and I'm scetchy about using the internet at work. In fact, the only reason I'm updating now is because everyone else is either on vacation or at lunch so I'm free to surf about unrestrained. I found your "happily childfree" site, Phoena, good job! It's what reminded me that I might want to come around here and touch base with everyone. It's also distracting me from my exciting data-entry project, which is always a blessing.
Sorry I'm so out of touch, but things happen. Things like moving into the sticks where there's no reliable 'net connection.
I've moved again! That's me, wild and crazy and never staying put. Or something. The good news is I now live close to PEATE! and AIMEE! and VIRGINIA&TOM! The bad news is, I don't have internet access. Oh well.
Lived through the 2 year mark with minimal angst. It doesn't hurt any less, but it's a familiar pain now. Speaking of which, my brother and I finally got the tattoo we've been meaning to get since Dad died. It looks pretty groovy. Pictures to come later.
Well, I'd better go, I have things to see, bank accounts to close, and cars to drive. Later skater.