Fuckbook says on this day in 2007, me and the spouse person packed all of our shit into a uhaul and journeyed from Reno to Springfield. In the time since I've lived in a hotel three times, lost mostly every possession I had twice, moved around a bunch, seen shady shit and lost friends. I also met the most wonderful human being on earth, got adopted by his beautiful family, seen the gorgeous majesty of this place and have figured myself out in a profound way. I've made cash, lost cash, partied with the best and hung out with the worst. This place is in my blood, it's my home. It also chews up people and spits them out. Eh.
Here's to another 13 years.
