Still Pumping Blood Through the Body.

Hey the blood is still pumping through the body and I wanted to let everyone know I'm not gone. I'm okay. I'm not dying. I heard a rumor from a friend about my death and no it's not like that I do exist and it's okay I know I've been abscent lately and that comes down to work being a bitch and a roommate who has the only computer connected to the net using it to play world of warcraft whenever he's not at work or shitting or sleeping. [Trust me he'd play at all three if he could.] So anyway alive and trudging.

Does everything go well?
I won't lie, but I don't want to speak poorly of people either, but life's a bitch sometimes and some people aren't making it easier.

I do plan on coming back in a big way, but not on this journal, on another. It's time to reexamine the life and put the pieces back together into the new phase that has learnt from the old one and develops beyond it. So I'll be working on that and a redesigned look, although I'm more than happy to take a design for this bad boy off anyone's hands if they want to give it a whirl. I was just going colors so I'll even take color schemes off you if you want. Same with the name it's up in the air as well, but you'll all be informed. I promise.

Be sweet to each other.
Grow strong Truman.

nick.