Okay, well, here's my first real post here since this account got created, I guess. One of these days I'll get to putting some of my stories up here, but for right now I feel the need to talk about a few things going on in my life.
I have this friend, whom I love and adore, and who is planning to come and live with my wife and myself. She's the most frustrating, and yet fun, person I think I know. I'm really excited about the prospect of her coming to live over here - I'm from England, and she's one of those heathen foreigners from the European Union.
Things seem to be pretty good between my wife and I. There have, as ever, been ups and downs, but I'm in a really good mood.
But on to another friend. As usual for me, I'm naming no names, and not going into too much detail about things, but one of my online friends is having what I can only describe as a really crappy life. Home seems to be awful for them, and their only escape is through online suspension of disbelief. I know it helps this person to have someone to talk to - I haven't been particularly close to them until some time late last week when I found all this out, but we had a good long chat about things - and I hope that this person realises that I'm always going to be there for them.
I have a good friend. A 'Real Life' friend. Earlier this year he was the subject of a vicious, cowardly and murderous assault, which left him in a neurological Intensive Care Unit, and damn close to not making it. He is missing roughly 1/3rd of the top of his skull because of the damage that was done to him and he was in a coma for a fortnight.
He was one of my Best Men at my wedding.
He's now pretty much recovered, other than that he doesn't yet have full control over his right hand, and is still missing a huge chunk of his skull. I won't be happy until that gets fixed, but he's doing really well.
That's about all I can think of to say right now - more ramblings to come, undoubtedly.
I know that most of this post seems pretty depressing, but I'm actually quite happy. Worried about people, but not about my own life. I have friends, I'm in love, and life may move on, but it doesn't get a lot better than this.