BruteForceNova

Breach, bang, clear. I'm moving swiftly at this point, as everything has started to take it's place on center stage of my life.  I'm so close to getting back into school for next year that I can already feel the degree in my hand.  I'm never turning back to look at my past, a stinging lesson I have learned all too well.  I can only progress forward now.  Old friends, and new faces keep me entertained as we get closer to the turning of a new page.  Soon my Xander Pup will not be the only deviant spawn that I will devote all my love to, which will keep me busy through the winter months.  The adventure is upon me, and I plan to enjoy every bit

It has been a while, dA, it's been a long while. In the aftermath of getting divorced, I have found out a few things about myself: 1.  I am a powerfully independent woman 2.  I have been missing out on some of the funnest times 3.  Bar hopping is totally awesome 4.  I don't need a counterpart, I can do this all on my own While the holiday season continues, I am settling into a firm single lifestyle, the only man needed is my little boy, who is always by my side.  My new job pays well, and keeps me entertained.  Passing the time is easy when you have a few puppy toys to play with.  Chew them up, spit th

Life stays interesting whether we like it or not. Graveyard digging isn't cutting it anymore, this job will be the death of me. The stress just from traveling constantly is enough to push any one overboard.  The job itself seems to suck your soul, stealing away time at a much faster rate than it naturally slips away at.  I'm also trying to ignore this emptiness, an odd sensation I have not quite shaken since my act of self preservation five months ago.  All is sanctified in the shroud of logic and reasoning, right?  I feel like I've been turned off.  I'm one of those mindless middle class work zombies that the government has striven so hard