Wow. I haven't posted since September!
Well, posting had been rather sporadic anyway but when I got a new computer, I set it up n the office and a lot of habits changed. No more nights and weekends sitting on the couch, laptop on my lap, watching dvr'd shows, and half working. That also means ... well, I forgot all about you except a side thought like, wow, I haven't moved any photos to my computer.
But I'm back and thinking of you! There is a decent amount to post, but not too bad.
Lots is going on. I'm starting a job with a new group (same company) next month. Should be a lot of travel, which I'm looking forward to, though hopefully not quite the advertised 75%. It's not like our locations are in glorious locations, but I hope to explore some new food.
Good friends are expecting a baby around that same time so we're enjoying going out with them, and even trying a couple new places.
A friend at work, someone I sat next to nearly every day, joked with, could finish sentences for, passed away suddenly while on a mediterranean cruise. His death is staggering and I can't stop thinking about him, keep expecting to find out it was a mistake and he'll come back to work on the 19th as planned. I remember our last moments where I wished him a good trip and he hugged me. One of those co-worker side hugs because you feel awkward with anything else. Our last texts, where he told me happily drunkenly about his day on the cruise and crazy things he saw. He told me he missed me and closed with "smooches".
So now I find myself on the fringes of everything thinking about how short life is. I waver between life is too short to be unhappy so you should fix that or that crap is so inconsequential that you shouldn't even be thinking about it.
Yet here I am about to post and talk about a bunch of food in the past. Is it nothing? Or is it everything?
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