I am probably one of the happier people in the world, and that wasn't a solo effort.
Every single person I have ever met has undoubtedly helped with that, in one messed up way or another.
(Obviously, some much more than others; namely, you.)


PUPPY FEVER.

I also have about 1/4 of my things moved (hopefully it's at least that much), and we're already out of space in this room, I'm going to have to go through everything, and store things, and donate things. That should be a cleansing experience.

Oh, and Kindles fucking rock. I haven't even had it for that long, but it is probably my favorite gift ever.

In health news, the heart is back on the radar, and I think even she is understanding the gravity of the situation this time, thank gravy.
And today is cancer test day for him, this is some terrifying stuff, and sadly I think the reason I am handling it all so well is because I'm ignoring it. (Or denying it, I think that's a better way to say it.)

Waking up with you every morning really is better than I could have dreamed, and you really are incredible.
The way every worry, and short-coming just melts away when I'm with you; the feel of your arm wrapped around me as we sleep, all of the incredibly lame things you do with me, and that smile.
Man, I'm in trouble. (Or just madly in love with you.)

I haven't written in a really long time, not to say I haven't tried, I just am too critical, and give up too early on them. Honestly, I think I'm okay with it, because I would rather it flow freely, than be forced.

In addition to no more red meat, I think I should stop/cut back on soda again. Working somewhere with soda staring me in the face all day has gotten me to start drinking it again. Although its generally one or less a day, sometimes its more. Water, tea, or Gatorade are just as readily available, so I'm going to go those routes.