Manifest Destiny

Then I woke up.

Man, I love my dreams sometimes.

Life's been pretty a'ight since my last actual update. The bike thing is going well (I may have an update on that in the not too distant future) and we're settling into our groove.

I've been working at The Minuteman and that's going well. I like my co-workers and they seem to like me well enough. Or, rather, I'm a non-factor in the best possible way. Which is totally the best you can hope for at this stage of the game.

Oh, and this gig is TOTALLY better than working at DAS ÜBERBÜY. Cuz, I don't come home from work loathing myself. Actually, I come home from work liking my life. So, yknow, that's good.

Thanks for all the people who've sent emails asking how my storm is holding up, I appreciate it. It's funny, the emails have changed in tone over time. The first day or two they were all "Heh, there you are, rock me like a hurricane."

Then they were all, "don't kill people."

Then they were all, "Dude MY storm was TOTALLY hardcore. What's wrong with yours man, it's a pansy."

Now they're all like, "I hope you don't minorly inconvenience me."

Yup, that's life.

What else...This weekend we went to a wedding down in The Q. It was really freakin' gorgeous, and the reception was at one of the local indian casinos. Nena got toasted as per normal at these things and I had to drag her out of the casino as she yelled "COLONIZERS!" at ever white person she saw.

It would have been cute, had I not been in total fear that she was gonna say it to some biker who would then kick my ass.

Since then we've been finishing the unpacking. To date we have almost ever box emptied and Nena's job while I'm at work tonight is to clean up the extra bedroom so we can actually host overnight guests! Yeah, it's a long time coming, but I'm really excited about it.

Yup, that's the update, crappy though it might be. I'm in a funk today and I just don't know why. I'm tired and listless and just, blah. I'm not even feeling like getting on Black Five. Though I think that's cuz my quads are really, really tight right now.

Word.