Guys... sorry for the vanishing act. My life has been pushed to the limits. I won't bother you with details... but these last 3 weeks have been rough. I mean, not THAT crazy... but I have been pushed to my limit physically, emotionally, intellectually and spiritually. I'm in good spirits... but I know I'm dancing on a knives' edge. I'm very nice right now... but I saw a guy throwing a can (trash) on the floor while I was driving and I felt like stopping and KILLING the bastard. Then I laughed... I knew it was an over-reaction.
Everything is fine... just REALLY hectic. I have not read my email in 3 weeks and not been here in almost 2 weeks. I have been TRYING to get some time to play, but I have not played
since... hell?!?! September?
I will be around, trying to catch up on post. Please be patient with me. I don't ask to be gentle, because the day I receive a kind word from Arachas or Dozer, I know that either:
a) They have been abducted by aliens.
b) The world is going to end.
c) I got a terminal illness and not only I don't know about it, but they do. Besides, they would probably the ones that got me sick.
I see the abuse as a sign of love.
I be around... patience.