So. Uh. It's been awhile. I'm just going to jump in. because it has been a really long time.

I see Eric about every three or four weeks, for at least four days, sometimes a week, at best ten days at a time. Together, we've stayed together in Cocoa Beach, Sedona, Phoenix, and Flagstaff Arizona, Boulder, Denver and Winter Park Colorado, Niagara Falls (lol), Seattle, Vancouver Island, here in Toronto, and at his new place in LA. I've laid over in North Carolina, Dulles, Atlanta, Philadelphia. O'Hare. I know all there is to know about the Buffalo airport. I've considering getting Nexus.

Airports take on a whole knew meaning for you. Picking up someone you love at an airport, or being picked up at an airport by someone you love. It's wonderful.

It's complicated, obviously. But the distance means it's going slow, which is good for me. More to say are moving at a realistic pace for me at this point. It's not to say we aren't in love; we are. But that's not complicated. That's easy, and comfortable, fun, and just good. He's smart, good with his hands, good at building things. He's logical, thoughful and patient, measured and even, and gives great advice. He's a good influence on me, we are a good influence on eachother.

I spent New Year's Eve last year on the beach, the edge of the atlantic ocean. This New Year's Eve I had champagne on the beach of the Pacific.

Work is good. We hired someone else on full time. He does all the things I hated doing. I do the stuff I love doing (mostly producing) 100% of the time. He's my age, and we get a long great. He's timid, quiet, but we're a good team and have been on the "same side" since day one. We look out of eachother, and it's nice to have a peer. We eat lunch together at one o'clock every afternoon.

Hopefully more soon.