Close enough to Christmas:

Happy Christmas!

(I prefer to say it this way even if I'm not Bri'ish, guv.)

This is the weirdest Christmas season ever for me. (Not worst. Worst was during deployments.)

Thanks for wondering where I've been. Thanks for asking about, thinking of, praying for my mom. She needs it.

My life is falling apart, not in terms of my physical security or health, but, I'm fiat broke, overwhelmed with stuff to do and learn, haven't gotten a job yet, haven't finished my move, and don't even have a driving vehicle at a moment.

But, none of that matters at this point. I'm warm, fed, and everyone that I care about seems to be in at least that state or better.

I'm not sure when I'll bother to check back in. As always, if you feel the need, you can figure out how to get a hold of me.

Oh, yeah! We're having a white Christmas. So that's pleasant.

Thanks.

Goodnight.