We went.
We saw.
We bought.

We left Cape Cod and moved back to NH. I'm never moving again. Ever.

It feels good to leave the landlord from hell behind. It's also a great feeling to live where it's not 24/7 partyville.

Is so confused.
Landlord=bitch from hell
Want stability.

Do we stay or do we go. And if we go...where? Here? Back from where I came? It would *kill* us to leave. But we're SO tired of paying the premium to live in tourist land.

*sigh*

What do you do when you adore your partner's daughter yet you loathe his son. His son always seems to be trying to scam the system. I think he has addiction issues. He makes me...uneasy.

I'm open to advice.

To the three of you that are in on our offline life...tight lips please.

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Jeeping in the woods in North Truro the other day...

Yesterday haning out with my friend adpfromga in Provincetown. Here's me after a "hard" day of shop therapy. Yea that's a leather pride bench, it's right outside on of Ptowns leather/kink shops. I think we called it quits and headed off to find delish food and drink right after that.

(thanks to adpfromga for the pic snapping.)


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They held the dazed crew for hours until they signed non-disclosure agreements.

Then it comes to light that those working to clean the shores have signed NDAs too.

Now? We've got the media blitz. BP is buying up Google keywords.

And now this. I was watching a YouTube video pop go the Weasels.


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If this doesn't cause you at least a pause, then your heart is made of stone. No it's not about cameras. Yes, it's about love everlasting. Watch it. Have something to dob up the moisture.

You can watch this video on www.livejournal.com

Leave Me from Daros Films on Vimeo.

It's more a list of transgressions, hypocrisy, hatred, and hyperbole with a history less on the side. Some of it even *I* was unaware of.http://tpmcafe.talkingpointsmemo.com/talk/blogs/a/m/americandad/2010/03/an-open

Nothing quite spells fun like being sick as a dog and driving through a good 10 miles of idiot drivers and snow to get to your doctor's office. Verdict, bacterial upper respiratory infection and a nasty case of bronchitis. Antibiotics and codeine cough syrup FTW.

Between the pinched nerve, the insomnia and now this, I'm telling you February is *