Fuck. Just... just fuck.
So, 2019. Or as I like to call it: 2018, pt. 2.
First off, this is my first State of the Human written on a different laptop. My workhorse from 2011 went out a couple weeks ago, but I was able to wrangle an emergency backup for a couple hundred bucks, so that's nice.
From this post last year to September, I can't remember much. Lots of medical stuff. I've got a cpap machine, I got my tonsils out, I got rushed to the emergency room vomiting blood. Good times.
We worked on Secrets we Keep. Got two different people cast as the villain, then they moved away. Got to the point where we were going to get some filmed, then it just... fell apart. Probably for the best, though; middle of summer saw me upgrade to a 4K camera. Kept up with Toys on the Inside, managed to do a video a month, kept to the schedule. Next month is seeing me go up to two a month. Hooray.
Then comes September. Felicity's mom gets lung cancer. Aggressive. She moves in with us, bringing her two small dogs. Aggressive. Things are tough, there's ups and downs, we hold out hope.
Then about a week and a half ago things get bad. Real bad. I don't want to speculate here--I don't know what the future holds--and even though I'm banking on no one reading this for a while, I don't want to hurt feelings so... let's just leave it at bad. I'm rambling, I know, not making much sense. I'm stressed. We're all stressed. It's just bad. You can probably guess why.
And that's basically it. The whole year was kind of hijacked by cancer once again.
Fuck.
In good news, I finally broke the weight barrier. I'm now hovering right around 260. I'm hoping to go lower; when I can I actually eat right and exercise. Haven't done so in the last week and a half, though.
As for next year...
Fuck it. I'm not going to speculate. I hope things get better, and I can look back on these last couple of posts as reminders of bad times gone by, but I have no idea what 2020 holds. I'm almost afraid to guess.
And that's it. If I don't get ambitious with Toys on the Inside or Secrets we Keep and actually post something on this blog, I guess that's it until next year.
Hez out.
