Well, tomorrow is me and Miss Lisa's wedding anniversary. Our first. A year of wedded bliss. A year without the police being called to the house even once. In fact, we've gone an entire year without having our first fight, although I will admit to waking up with sore ribs a couple of times. No biggie.
But yeah, it's been a great year in spite of everything that popped up trying to waylay it. We done good. Probably the best year I've ever had except for maybe 1984, but in all fairness 1984 was a pretty damned good year - I bought a new truck, I bought my 45 and my girlfriend and her girlfriend surprised me with a threesome. That's pretty fucking hard to beat, you know?
Anyways, Thank you Miss Lisa for a great year and I'm looking forward to many more with you!