Yes, Dad, I want to hear how I've messed up in moving to California and in my job search. While you're at it, yes, please tell me how awesome one of my older brothers is doing in his job and his promotion, the same brother who was a thieving fuck-up until a couple years ago. Grand.
Duncan's ultrasound is this morning. We've already been warned that there is no fix for anything they might find in his liver and care going forward would be palliative but if you've got a spare 'good doggy' thought we'd still appreciate it.
it's bittersweet being at work now. I'm working on projects I'm actually interested in (which hasn't been the case for awhile) and jazzed about, learning new software and feeling more engaged than I have for years, yet now it's all on a timer... it's just bizarre.
One of the good parts about living in LA County is the different folks we're surrounded by. Four interviews for help with baby so far and four different nationalities. Which is what I'd expect since just our street is 30% white, 20% black, 20% hispanic, 20% asian, 5% old old people, and 5 % the strange dude who never comes out.