My life on hold

I know it's been ages, and you all prolly thought I'd fallen off the edge of the world, but that is not the case.

If you want to blame someone for my protracted abscence, you can single out my sister.

You see, she convinced my mom to pool up all the money that she usually spends on me for my Christmas/birthday presents and give me the money for a Playstation 3.

So, you see, that's where I've been. Couple that with the winter doldrums, cold ass weather (bout 2 inches of snow on the ground) and work, and you have my boring life.

There's much to discuss from the last month, and I'll get to it, I promise. This is more of an "I haven't died, so you don't need to send flowers" post than anything else.

In the meantime, ponder this:

In the first week of February, my son Michael will be coming to live with me and Pops. Pretty cool, huh?

Outie,

T.