Ch-Ch-Changes

WELL now. Turns out, my life is ridiculous. BUT the good thing about having a ridiculous life is that you can pretty much do whatever the crap you want (or whatever other people want you to do that you don't mind doing) and it is fine because I wasn't really doing anything important anyway. ANYway the point is, I am about to embark on an epic 6 week vacation from regular life! In a few days I am going to go down to Irvine to hang out with Lucy while Christy is on her first stint of pregnant bedrest. I get to stay there for two weeks and have all KINDS of fun times. We are going to watch Prinessanafrog, make a giant tent, and have lots of great ideas. THEN I am going to go to Utah and hang out with Becca and Kyle and especially RUBY who I have not yet even SEEN in REAL LIFE which is RIDICULOUS and I get to stay there for basically a MONTH. Seriously, I am flying in on November 16 and then flying home (with Becca and Ruby) on December 10. AWESOME. Friends of the living-in-Provo persuasion, feel free to host grand fetes and soirees in my honor, I would not mind. Anyway then after being home for Christmas, I am going to go back to Irvine with Christy and Lucy and Danny and live with them until her twins are born (while she is on bedrest) and most likely thereafter, since I guess ones need for help only increases after one gives birth to twins, amiright? Anyway, all fabulous fun times things aside, perhaps the best part of this plan is that it means I got to QUIT MY JOB. Remember that one time when I said that no job could be all that bad when you were surrounded by beautiful things like Ruffoni copper pots and whatnot? Yes well perhaps I have in this case been proven WRONG. Shocking, I know. But seriously you guys, it is amazing what a jerk boss fostering a jerk attitude in the workplace can do towards making you want to quit you job and live in a cabin in the woods where you never have to consider the existence of upscale corporate retail EVER AGAIN. Anyway, lucky for me Christy is having a whacked out pregancy and requires my assistance for long enough that I just had to hand in my notice. And I didn't even have to slowly poison Christy over a period of years with imperceptibly increasing doses to make it happen.
Promise.