So, at the end of the summer I got a new job. Not that I wanted to, but was necessary. The job itself isn’t terrible. The people that I work with are nice. It’s the hours that suck and everyone/everything else I have to deal with which is what is giving me nightmares, has my anxiety and depression flairing up, and making me want to drink myself into an early grave. But I might have heat this winter and i actually have a job when others don’t so... But it still sucks ass. And leaves me very little free time. I miss my dash! And my sanity. That was waning to begin with. Oh and I’m getting a puppy. Did I mention the lack of sane? One of my co workers has puppies that need a home and sometimes I believe in fate. I’ve been going back and forth about getting one for so long, the decision kinda fell in my lap. Work sucks, life sucks, friends are having sucky times which I can’t help with and i hate that... It will be a nice change of happy to come home to. I might also be delusional. He will have a puppy sitter while I’m at work because I’m not evil (and i need to make sure kitty doesn’t eat him). But puppy! Soon! A few weeks. Not that I’m excited or anything. All this rambling to say I’ve gone through my likes and have loaded up the queue.