One year ago, Randy and I were getting paid to wear the same clothes and assist in making sure the models’ baskets were filled with meringues. This year, we’re getting paid to still wear the same uniform and we will serve our nation with whatever pride we have, so long as we have our 8–5 status. Last Christmas Eve, I did some insanely ridiculous things that garnered me obscene amounts of hoots and cheers. This year, I spent it with my family. Mucho difference.
In any case, goodbye Livejournal; you’ve served me well for a year, but you’re just not well enough! You have no idea how hard it is to find a template to my liking for WordPress. I gave up and installed the most utilitarian one I could find, but I like it. I’ve populated the About page and… that’s about it for now. Goodnight; it’s 0430.