Biggest news...Friend Squirrel is in a very worrisome state. He's kicked heroin, but the aftereffects are damn near causing him to kill himself daily. He's very ill and I may lose him.
I love him.
I love him perhaps a bit much for someone married.
This has caused me to look at my marriage and realize...holy hell, I really am not getting my needs met here.
I have to figure out how.
Oh, and we're kinda sure the wife has Asperger's...a mild case to be sure. With my severe case of C-PTSD...ohboy.
Complicated.
Oh. I have decided to sprog. Pop out a rugrat. Create mini-me. I am too old to put it off until my life is not going to hell. Having a kid's a stupid idea.
It makes me feel ridiculously happy.
I've started a blog over at a big social-networking site (experienceproject.com) and have become shamefully addicted to being there.
So...I am going to crosspost. I'M SPAMMING MYSELF! BWAHAHA!
BTW, I seem to be doing a lot better now.
I go by Hylierandom. This is a blog about my life. Which might actually be getting better. Some of the posts are going to be really sad and triggery though. Guaranteed to contain lots of brain flakes, which are really nutritious and will help you go to the toilet easily.
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