Since my last post, anyway.
I've had a semi-long relationship that ended poorly. A much shorter relationship that ended worse. A few lovely flings, and heaps of low self esteem. A new friend. A best friend. A new job which was fantastic, then shitty, then quit. And then another job which has just begun. New responsibilities. New outlook on life. New outlook on relationships. A few bad decisions. A few good ones. One amazing one.
I've drawn...a lot. And tumblr'd. I've used and lost photoshop. I've dabbled in computer-fiddling. I've had a falling-out. A falling-in. A rough patch at home. A re-connection with my mother. I've sung. I've sung a lot. I've new friends. I've old friends. I've rediscovered the magic that is The Doctor (to a fault).
I've decided what I'm doing with my life.
I will be in the Air Force.
I am an American Airman.
I am a Warrior.
I have answered my nation's call.