turbo-1 said:
If I can lure him to the states, I'll treat him to a few days of really high-power firearms. 10mm Auto pistols and over-loaded .45-70 rifle should be fun.
I'll settle for nothing less than an S&W .500 and a Barret M107. (What... you thought that I'd be a cheap date?)
Anyhow, you'll have to bring them up here. I really am not allowed in the US.
Evo said:
I would worry if Zom disappeared, he's like the son I never had.
If
I were your son, you couldn't wean me with a crowbar...
HOLY CRAP!
It never crossed my mind that a bit of absence would result in such turmoil. The simple fact of the matter is that I got hooked on a stupid game.
I'll try to set the record straight from the ground up.
W left with another guy on Labour Day and moved back to Lloydminster. I moved back into my ancestral house, which my mother still owned (but she was in a care facility). She died on Oct. 16. She would have been 97 on Oct. 28, so that was neither a tragedy nor unexpected. I therefore now own the property, but only for another year (or 3 if...) It had to be mortgaged in order to obtain the money to make it habitable. If things work out, I can renew that for another 2-year term; otherwise, it has to be sold in a year.
I've always had my own internet, but while I was with W it was transferred to her phone bill. It is now all my own again.
No sympathy for the break-up, please, since I've been a lot happier since then. The weird thing about that is that the in-laws who were friends with me still are, and won't speak to her.
Zoobie... I can't recall ever mentioning it, but you're correct; I'm in Cochrane. Now forget that I said that so I won't have to shoot you.
I became unemployed at the end of '08, and have been on Social Assistance ever since (Welfare in US terms). I'm in the process of applying for AISH (Assured Income for the Severely Handicapped). I can still get around, but have to use my walker. I really want to get my driver's license this summer (I haven't had one in 6 years or so). The stupid thing about that is that, after 38 years of driving, I have to start with a learner's permit. That requires a licensed driver riding shotgun. If I had one of those available, I'd just hire him as a chauffeur. I might just take my chances on that, though. Driving in my current situation would be a mandatory 5 years in jail; driving with a learner's without backup would be a small fine. I don't think that a 5 year penalty should be much of a deterent to me, though, since I have about half a year to live (unless I can quit smoking; I'm working on that, in order to further my delusion of immortality).
Scorpa and I never met. I tried to set up a meeting when we had to go to the hospital in Edmonchuck, but she was going home at the same time. Some day, I hope.
I hope that everyone is now up to speed. A few of you have my e-mail address, and I thought that a few more had my full contact information. I will henceforth provide such to those that I thought already had it.
As for the absence... 'Adventure Quest'. It's a fairly primitive game, but one that suits my needs for now. I can go to bed in the middle of a fight and pick it up the next day. I find it very limiting, though, since the only options in any encounter are to fight or run. It's my first exposure to on-line gaming, though, so maybe soon I'll be ready for something more realistic (as long as it is turn-based).
Simply, I lost track of time in a huge fashion. That has always been a problem for me, but seems to have become even worse of late. I've been planning to file my income tax form, which I think was due some time in April... then my friend stopped by today and invited me to a Canada Day party tomorrow. Unless things have gone sideways since the last couple of hundred years, that means that tomorrow (today, by the time this is posted) is July. (Happy Freedom Festival to Hypatia, if they still do that.)
To those who e-mailed me, I hope that this covered most of your questions. I will respond to each of you individually some time soon.
Thanks to everyone for the concern.
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hahahaha
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