Remember that old fable of the tortoise and the hare? Basically, the faster hare is overconfident and loses a foot race to the slower, but steadier, tortoise. Somehow, the moral to this story is: "slow and steady wins the race."
I beg to differ. The race was not won by the tortoise; it was lost by the hare. The moral should read: "don't mess around when there's stuff to be done." Or something like that.
I'm in love with, and loved by quite possibly the most wonderful girl in the known universe.
I've got a sweet little babyhead Newton.
Three real world human friends whom I can rely on for *anything*.
All of which fell into my lap totally randomly. Better than winning the lotto, says I.
I've met some lovely people here on LJ, many that I'd love to take to coffee and gab with in meatspace. Very surprising to me is the remarkably high percentage of women (little sisters or daughters.. and one or two dear aunties) that are here...are there a lot more females on LJ, or am I just swimming in the XX chromosome area?