So I am crazy happy most of the time. I don't really let the little shit get me down so much anymore. Been like what...2 effing years since I've updated this damn thing.

Of course, what is there to be sad about? Honestly, nothing. I'm moving to France. Yep, that's right, France. I also don't speak a lick of Francais. Talk about an adventure. My German is good, better than passable but less than fluent. I speak English, that counts for something, right?

Nathan is still around. Lulz. Shit never changes. Love of my life, madly in love, still 8600 miles away. We're working on it though. I think it all works a little better too as I have done a lot of growing up.

Maybe in the not too distant future there will actually be little Nathan Jr.s running around with a little Vienna too maybe. One never knows what the future holds, however I'm not going to bank on a thing. Let the chips fall as they may.

In other news, I totes need to party like a rockstar less and sleep more. Oi, this is killing me. And yet, it's a constant fight in my brain.