FAIL For the Umpteenth Time

GAH! I swear I've said over and over that I was going to keep up this time. And just when I get back up life knocks ya down again. Well more so work, but you know what I mean. I look back at what I've gone through this past year and sweet Jesus it's really been a lot. Between the ever present work drama, family drama, new life, and death it really has taken a toll on me, yet somehow I manage to press on. Sure I bitch along the way, shut up. I wish I would have documented all the things, not so much to be uber personal, but just to share in that raw human emotion and, hey, maybe even to help out someone who (doesn't) reads this thing. I mean you never know whose life you're going to touch, right. Moving on; getting sappy. So let's recap friends:


*Still in love (yet had my heart ripped out and stepped on, then taped, glittered, and put back with a gangsta lean)
*Still stressed out at work (morons I tell you)
*Still dealing with family drama (ABSOLUTELY no comment)
*Loving the new life growing quickly before my eyes (could gush for days)
*Ever present death (tre emo, but a sad reality the older I get)