Disjointed ramblings

I know, I know....I'm Lazy McNopost. Actually I think the reason is life has been okay lately, and I usually only write when I get angry. :-)

Life proceeds apace. I am learning as much as I can about web design and the associated programs. Right now it's a hobby. Eventually? Who knows? I've actually found I have a modicum of talent for it, amazingly enough, and enjoy doing it and figuring out new things. I'd love to be able to go to work and just do that, but I don't have the education or certs, and don't look very accomplished on paper. Plus, I've found one of the surest ways to suck any fun out of anything is to be forced to do it as employment, so it is definitely only a dream right now.

Tomorrow I turn 30. Cripes....30 years old. I think I'm still at the point where it's easier to forget about it than dwell on it, but I can feel the depression mounting. Things take longer, and hurt longer now, and I notice it. I'm more tired than I used to be (and that's saying something). I wish my faith was strong enough so it wouldn't bother me, but I don't even have that cushion right now. So once again I will repress and muse on it later when things aren't as fresh. In the meantime I plan on enjoying tomorrow as much as I can and remembering that growing older is still better than the alternative.

An online buddy of mine's dog just died....
It really got me thinking about my doggy. I really don't know what I'd do if she passed away. I think I'd mourn her as much as I would any family member that passed on.

Stupid dog....I never realized I'd get this attached to her. We've had her for about a year now and she's our baby. She's too loud and too whiny and too skittish and eats her own poo, but we forgive all of that in a second because she's Bailey and she loves us.

That's a pretty cool feeling, by the way. I think I'm going to go home and play with her for awhile.

I'll drag the soapbox out next time. For right now, peace be with you, wherever you are, and try to spread a little of it around to someone else while you're at it.

Laters.