I met up on friendly terms with a former girlfriend.
One with whom I was madly in love. I am happy that she is happy, even without me. She tells me I've changed a lot since we first met back in 2008. I hadn't seen or spoken to her since 2010.
I broke my foot.
I tried to be a hero and as a result, I broke my foot. I lost mobility, lost a lot of money, and lost an opportunity with at least two very attractive girls. Using a cane was fun though.
One of my closest friends in the world died.
She is survived by her husband and daughter. I miss her. Reality doesn't seem right or fair knowing she's gone. I still wish that she's playing a horrible prank on us and will pop out with, "Surprise, suckas!" I still hope for this despite having been to her funeral and seeing her buried. She is the glue that holds us together, and I admit I've been slacking in communicating because I still can't come to terms with the fact that my friend is gone. It hurts.
I quit the job where I broke my foot.
They favored my coworker over me which meant there would be no advancement for me, despite having been more qualified. I also cannot handle the existential crises that working with children brings. It's better that I left rather than stick around and plant the seeds of bitterness and misanthropy in the future. The world needs less assholes.
I woke up in a hospital about 40 miles from my house.
I learned a valuable lesson in moderation and how health and insurance companies are fucking thieves. That doesn't mean I was going to let them rob me fucking blind.
I got a temporary job where I got to goof around and paid pretty well for it.
I was also appreciated. To be appreciated by an employer is a wonderful thing. An unbelievable, wonderful, amazing, fantastic, overwhelming feeling. WANTING to come into work.
The well has been dry. These are but some of the more memorable things that have happened this year. This is still no excuse for the lack of posts.
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