Oh? It's you. It's been a long time, how have you been?

First of all, oh my god I am old!

Second, I have just had the second greatest weekend of this past year.

And third, things haven't been this amazing in a long time and I am loving every minute of it.

Is it really possible to have been so busy with everything and it still seems like nothing really has happened? Over the last year I have barely said a word on here and yet I still feel like I don't have that much to say, which is a total lie.

Did you know I completely switched to night shifts last year? It sucks a whole lot and I never want to give them up! I complain a lot but in all honesty I really love my job, I even got employee of the month for July! Go me!

I know I should really get back to school and finish up but if I go I am almost tempted to immerse myself completely in animation instead of psych, but I really shouldn't wait. Though working nights has killed my brain and really hurts if I have to be up early in the morning. I am really ashamed of myself for not being as productive as I was last summer, especially after I got a new desktop, and my editor gave me a brand new tablet and drawing program, which I have only used once in the wake of the loss of Monty Oum. 

And since the conversation is headed that way, let me tell you about my relations with the people of Rooster Teeth. Well, I don't really have any, but in February my editor and I went to their "Video Game Concert" called "Let's Play Live" which was the best weekend I have had this year. While there, I was interviewed and asked to talk about what RT means to me and what sets them apart from other big named YouTube celebrities. They really liked my answer so you could imagine my excitement when I saw my stupid face and green hair in their documentary that they made about Let's Play Live. It premiered at their convention, RTX, yesterday, and we are currently flying home from it. My editor and I had so much fun over the weekend it was incredible, we made a lot of friends just at the airport before the convention and many more at it. I will definitely be going again next year. 

The day before my birthday in June, my parents finally made it to Colorado and began the stressful process of moving, then a month of house hunting, and then moving again. It was a lot of work but they are settled and close by so I couldn't be happier (and neither could they).

It's been about six months since we moved back into our home, and life is wonderful. It's warm and cosy and OURS! Also it's messy, but that's to be expected. We actually have a perfect set up, especially in our office. A nice long desk for both of us to work (or more like procrastinate and play around on), somehow still not enough bookshelves but we were able to display all our books and that makes me very happy. They cats are all loving it too. Every time I come home from work at like, 6:30, Huxley is in the window watching for me, and when she sees me she sounds the alarm (meows) and runs to the door. The other cats follow me around too, and when I get in bed Rio is usually already hogging my pillow and Abbey has to stand on all my internal organs and groom me because I guess I am incredibly gross when I come home (I'm not). Darwin minds her own business but lately she will erupt out of nowhere into the most aggressively cuddly ball of fur, and I love every minute of it. 

Let's see, should I now talk about all the games and shows I've seen and am now obsessed with? Well, I don't have to but I absolutely must make a mention of the big 3, "Over the Garden Wall," which is about an hour of the most amazing cartoon to come out this decade (it's kinda dark), "Gravity Falls," which is an ongoing series of supernatural events in a small Oregon town and then gets very deep, and finally my favorite, "Steven Universe," which is like a magical girl anime done as a cartoon and with all the crying and emotional pain that you could ever want, while still being the most light hearted and upbeat story of all time. Seriously, western animation finally got good again! I will eventually get my parents to at least see "Over the Garden Wall," since it's something they would really appreciate. But for all y'all normal people, go watch all of them, DO IT!!!

I can't think of much else that really has happened. I've spent a lot more of my time working than I wanted to, did a little traveling (we went to Vegas last month), my editor worked as a caregiver for a good friend of the family and now works at a mineral shop (he is so happy), and he also will be returning to school in a few weeks. Things are really looking up and up and up. 

As for me, I can't promise that I'll pick up writing regularly again (not a day goes by without me thinking abut it I just never do it). But we'll see where things go from here.  

At the Ends of Infinity

It has been eighteen months, to the day, since my editor and I (as well as our roommate at the time) were washed out of our home. Eighteen of the simultaneously best and worst months of my entire life. I was doing nothing but living day to day, week to week, waiting for the next significant date to pass by. Deadlines came and went, as did holidays and vacations, weeks of work, and anything else that I could think of. I have seen so many people come and go, I have experienced great joy and great sorrow, both loss and gain. I have done my best to stick it through and I have conquered the majority of the obsticals thrown in my way. Everything was a combination of " _ will be able to _ as soon as _ happens in the next _ days/weeks." As my editor put it, everything we needed to happen was perpetually two weeks in the future.

But it's all over now. 

This past weekend, I flew out to visit my parents for my father's retirement. He had retuned from overseas back in November and this was the mark of his end of service in the military. It was an incredibly emotional day and an amazing ceremony. Afterwords we went out to lunch in the Bay Area and as we are parking I received a phone call from the gentleman in charge of the construction company. In short, he said "everything is finished. Come get your keys!" Which was  exactly what expecting to hear after seeing the company adding final touches over the previous weeks. I couldn't be more excited. However this meant that the upcoming week was probably going to kill me (and it pretty much is) because I have to empty the condo and garage and arrange everything. 

Fast forward to now, as it marks the first night (morning, technically since I work overnight and sleep in the morning) that I was able to sleep in my home again. My editor, two former roommates, another friend, and myself have all been working diligently since Monday to get everything moved in and put together. We have made excellent progress but we still have a long way to go. When we finished dragging all the furniture in to the bedroom it meant that we could bring all the cats over, and they were very unsure of this prospect at first but now that they have been there for a whole day they act like they've been there the whole time. I've been slowly running out of energy today but I did at least make my goal of getting the bathroom 90% done, at least to the point where I could shower, and I did (and it was the best thing ever). Every day that I have been working on the condo, I have had to work the night of, and that will continue until it is finished, although I do get ONE day off this week, it really won't feel like it, since it is my goal to be 99.9% moved in by mine and my editor's four year annaversary next Thursday. (This has been a busy month, believe me). I can expect my newly retired father who has a lot more free time now a days to be driving in this weekend with a trailer full of more stuff (to store, mostly), including some bookshelves from my mother which I will combine with my remaining shelves to contain all of my manga in my fabulous new office. (Wow, that was a run-on sentence if I ever wrote one). 

I am more than ready to complete this chapter of my life, ending this perpetual limbo I have been stuck in, and crack open a new chapter, one that, I hope, will be filled with less complaining and more "look what I made today!" I'm ready to get creative again, to be social again, to be inviting again.

I AM READY TO LIVE AGAIN.