Ch-ch-ch-changes

I've changed all of my passwords and have to re-train my fingers. I've broken up with Jessa and have to re-train my heart.

It's been dark and windy all day, cold even through my war coat. All the little black beatles with orange triangle stripes that have lived on my stairwell with me since the first big snow storm back in December are all dead or dying, I guess it's "cleaner" that way, except now when I walk up and down the stairs over and over day after day, I only see death, instead of making friends and watching where I step.

Now, I have to go work. Including putting on a happy face. Hopefully I'll be able to update again soon.