Because God Told Me To.

Shit, in no particular order...

I'm managing the campground now. Have been for ~ 2 months. Haven't had a day off, since I'm still working at the Inn, and also trying to keep my own business alive. No time, no time.

My dad is dying. He's gotten so bad that he's in a 'quality care' facility - I'm hoping he lives until Thursday so that I can make it down there to see him one last time. Those of you that know me, know that I almost never talk about my family. We're not close, we never have been. But, this is the man who raised me, tried to show me what it was to be a man, to know right from wrong (whoops, I slipped a few times), and how to treat others. This is a man who gave up his own life for others, and I love him. I only wish I knew how to tell him. I'd better know how soon.

Someone buy me this fucking shirt! (The SUDO one, please. Although they are all great).

I still hate everyone. Except you, of course. You rock. Kisses!