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spookyevilone) wrote2010-01-01 10:21 am
spookyevilone) wrote2010-01-01 10:21 am
Decade in review
I'm a sheep, baa.
Down points:
My mother's brain melted.
Bush administration, 9/11, ensuing fear and wankery that eroded the bill of rights to a sad mockery and left me ashamed to be an American.
The revolving door that was my job history, with companies going under, moving states, being absorbed by the parent, deciding they needed a paralegal instead of me, etc.
Bought a farm. Lost the farm.
Car troubles of the major kind, one right after another. I went through six vehicles in 10 years.
Gallbladder tried to kill me.
Identity theft that put my formerly non-existent credit into the toilet.
Arrested due to something the identity thief did, had to fight in court to get my name cleared and her arrested.
The members of my extended family who I was closest to all died, only two of which were expected due to age.
Dead siblings.
Dead godchildren.
Evil thief of a houseguest who destroyed my trust in a lot of people and theirs in me.
High points:
That Guy.
Did everything in the SCA that I had any desire to do: Fed a 12th Night crowd, event steward for our kingdom's big fighty event during the site changeover.
Credit recovered enough that I could buy a car that had a warranty. (thank gods)
New godchild.
New niece.
My cousin got married shortly before she died, so a wonderful young man is now legally tied to my family - suuuuckkkerrr :D
The deaths of family members wasn't useless or empty - good things have come of the aftermath, including doctors, nurses, a clinic, a school, teachers, and a library. More coming in this decade.
Everything is now digital, so I can utterly avoid the outside world when I need to.
I got over my fear of Unix and started running it as my primary OS. ("..Oh. It's all the same commands I've been using since 1993 with my shell account.")
Introduced to Silent Hill and enabled to play all the games.
Surgery fixed the nose/sinus/throat problems.
Acute abdominal pain attacks conclusively diagnosed and a fix found.
Evil gallbladder removed.
My country pulled together enough to elect a black man, in an election where the party's two main candidates were a black man and a woman.
The Republican candidate ran with a woman as VP - a batshit insane woman, but that was still a huge step. And he conceded with dignity and honour during a close election.
Jesse Ventura as governor. That was awesome.
I'm buying a house. It would have been great if I could have written "I bought a house", but I'll take what I can get.
Reached the magical 'yay dead ovaries' birthday and began filling out adoption paperwork.
What the future holds:
The next ten years is going to see me as a parent. Not this year, possibly not next year, but sometime in the near future, I'm going to have a young mind to warp. Pretty much everything in my life is currently being streamlined with this, because I feel the poor kid's going to have it rough enough with me as Mom without my baggage coming along for the ride. The credit is actively being fixed up, the domicile is being purchased, there shall be a car that doesn't break down every other day, I'll have a steady job and a savings account.
If I can buckle down, and the gods of editing are kind, I want to finish a story and see it in print. I'd love to see it on a screen, but first things first - let's get to the point where one of them is done.
Farther than that, I can't see. The last decade was such a wild ride, I'd just be happy if this one was boring and sedate.
Down points:
My mother's brain melted.
Bush administration, 9/11, ensuing fear and wankery that eroded the bill of rights to a sad mockery and left me ashamed to be an American.
The revolving door that was my job history, with companies going under, moving states, being absorbed by the parent, deciding they needed a paralegal instead of me, etc.
Bought a farm. Lost the farm.
Car troubles of the major kind, one right after another. I went through six vehicles in 10 years.
Gallbladder tried to kill me.
Identity theft that put my formerly non-existent credit into the toilet.
Arrested due to something the identity thief did, had to fight in court to get my name cleared and her arrested.
The members of my extended family who I was closest to all died, only two of which were expected due to age.
Dead siblings.
Dead godchildren.
Evil thief of a houseguest who destroyed my trust in a lot of people and theirs in me.
High points:
That Guy.
Did everything in the SCA that I had any desire to do: Fed a 12th Night crowd, event steward for our kingdom's big fighty event during the site changeover.
Credit recovered enough that I could buy a car that had a warranty. (thank gods)
New godchild.
New niece.
My cousin got married shortly before she died, so a wonderful young man is now legally tied to my family - suuuuckkkerrr :D
The deaths of family members wasn't useless or empty - good things have come of the aftermath, including doctors, nurses, a clinic, a school, teachers, and a library. More coming in this decade.
Everything is now digital, so I can utterly avoid the outside world when I need to.
I got over my fear of Unix and started running it as my primary OS. ("..Oh. It's all the same commands I've been using since 1993 with my shell account.")
Introduced to Silent Hill and enabled to play all the games.
Surgery fixed the nose/sinus/throat problems.
Acute abdominal pain attacks conclusively diagnosed and a fix found.
Evil gallbladder removed.
My country pulled together enough to elect a black man, in an election where the party's two main candidates were a black man and a woman.
The Republican candidate ran with a woman as VP - a batshit insane woman, but that was still a huge step. And he conceded with dignity and honour during a close election.
Jesse Ventura as governor. That was awesome.
I'm buying a house. It would have been great if I could have written "I bought a house", but I'll take what I can get.
Reached the magical 'yay dead ovaries' birthday and began filling out adoption paperwork.
What the future holds:
The next ten years is going to see me as a parent. Not this year, possibly not next year, but sometime in the near future, I'm going to have a young mind to warp. Pretty much everything in my life is currently being streamlined with this, because I feel the poor kid's going to have it rough enough with me as Mom without my baggage coming along for the ride. The credit is actively being fixed up, the domicile is being purchased, there shall be a car that doesn't break down every other day, I'll have a steady job and a savings account.
If I can buckle down, and the gods of editing are kind, I want to finish a story and see it in print. I'd love to see it on a screen, but first things first - let's get to the point where one of them is done.
Farther than that, I can't see. The last decade was such a wild ride, I'd just be happy if this one was boring and sedate.