I just got my internets back. I had no internet connection other than my phone for the last 10 months or so. Missed the interwebz. Missed the fandom...

I'm in Alberta now, operating heavy equipment with my father. I've been off of paxil for about 7 months now. It's a daily struggle, but I love my job, and I don't mind it out here. I found a couple of people I mesh with well and see often. Even in a town of 100 I feel like an outsider, somehow it feels different than before.

My dog, Loki, has been in my mom's care since I left. I miss him terribly. I cry all the time. I should be flying him out here soon, that's the plan. It has to be the plan. I hate myself more every day he's not here. I feel like I failed him and abandoned him... It's not fair.

On the bright side, I have an amazing work environment. I'm pretty much by myself all day. I make enough to pay all of my bills and rent a place to stay, and have a little bit left over for savings once the brunt of my short term expenses are taken care of (flying home to pick up my main man for example).

I can't promise I'll be active on here very much yet. I work a terribly dumb schedule (3am-noon) but I'll be lurking. I still want to go to cons, I miss everyone, the energy, the acceptance. Since I left New Brunswick I've crawled back into my old shell. It's redneck-conservative out here, so I'm not letting my queer-flag fly.

Love y'all. Drop me a line with news if you wish, I'd like hearing from my furry friends.