"I ain't dead yet"

When I log in LJ informs me that it's been a month since I last updated here. That's a long time and I'm not sure I can ever begin to explain what has happened. Work has been manic and although on the surface it would appear that I've done well for myself, I can't quite suppress the nagging suspicion that it's not all as rosy as it seems. Waiting for the other shoe to drop I guess. Tomorrow I have the pleasure of enjoying a four hour drive to Broadstairs. The home of Charles Dickens someone informed me. Everyone keeps telling me how nice it's meant to be, picturesque even. All I know is that it's north Kent as still far too close the Medway for my liking. I did my Medway stint, got screwed over by the job and the company, thank you very much. The only good thing about that six months of my life was the people that I was able to share it with. I still count many of them as very good friendsHere's hoping I can look back on Broadstairs afterwards and say I enjoyed at least some aspect of it in the same way.--- -- -I've missed out on a lot of things, dear flist! I do so sincerely apologise. I'll try to make the rounds and make it up to you somehow. But in the meantime, will those of you that have enjoyed birthdays please accept a Happy Belated Birthday?--- -- -Oh dear.I just did something very silly. I just signed up to Nanowrimo. Why did I do that? Oh well, it'll give me something to do in Kent in the evening's when I'm all alone. (self pitying much?) My name is Rh07 (that's a zero there) if anyone is interested in hooking up as buddies. Shit, now I need to think of a story that I can write *cough* 50,000 words about. Ooooo dear....