So. . .

Shit has hit the fan. From now on, I write without a censor bar. If I want to, I'll cuss like a sailor. I usually won't but I can't make any guarantees.

I woke up to the news that we have ten days (this one included) to get out of the apartment we're currently in. We have someplace to go and we have people pulling for us. I know that it's so like a number of people on this internet to whine and cry about what's going on in their life. I'm not whining so much as telling y'all that while I may stress and attention whore with the best of them, this is legit and being taken care of.

More as I can. Much love and joy to all of you.