Yeah yeah…I’m still alive.
Merry xmass, happy new year, happy halloween, and all that stupid jizz :D
As you already know…I’m living with my mom out in San Diego now.
She’s on the mend, though still in complete need of my help.
So, I am running her shop full time.
And taking care of her takes up the rest of my time.
Business is good…but really hard, and always busy.
I’ve made it quite clear to her…
That beyond her eventual recovery, this is not what I want to be doing.
She will require physical therapy once the last cast is removed.
So this could take a while.
The wait is on…
I am now living my mothers’ existence while she gets well.
It is not really a happy place…nor a sad one.
Though I do have a newfound respect for the up-keeping she held before injury.
Every day I rise around 6am and head off to the auctions.
Once the auctions are over, I head on over to the store for the remainder of my day.
I am usually home after dark, and in bed/asleep by 9pm. Sometimes later…
Completely dependent on whether my mind is ‘finished for the night’.
The amount of physical work involved is tremendous. I am tired beyond tired.
Have gone from spending all my time on the computer…to having my computer ‘connected but off’.
Back on dial-up too. hehehe…life be funny businesssss. Luckily I am still able to laugh about it. Give me a month of this shit, and it will most certainly be a different story.
There is nothing like a dose of 56kbps to remind oneself of mortality :D
The worm has slithered around a digital corner and is currently moving, pushing, and selling old things that just won’t fucking die…
Dealing with the people who collect them is an even worse tale.
My crash course in collectivism finds me studying the redundancy of human packratismmmmmmm.
It has inspired me to purge all my junk. I am completely focused on the benefits of minimalism.
I’m taking off twelve days to regroup while these holidaze pass…
My mom suggests taking a cruise at her expense.
Yeah right…like there is time :/
I’ve parked my tag out online just to see if anyone is around.
Nobody is…odd, not even you.
And so, this is where our story begins and ends…
“How the hell are you, old fart?”
The worm turns…yada yada
It’s been a long time, or so it seems.
Merry greetings from afar. Thanks for yours.
Again time for the pillow and sawing off ZzZzz’s.
Still around I yam, as we approach 2006 :D
Be back soon with visuals.
*whips tail and heads deeper than hell*