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[ocelot]

We're all still alive.

We bought a boat, which we are now living on. We're currently in Marina Del Ray (Los Angeles), but intend to move to San Diego in September.

(I'm currently using wireless at a coffee shop, and there's this really creepy guy just sitting at a table, looking around and smiling. I keep wanting to look to see if he's still doing it, but I don't want to catch his attention.)

So far it's going well. The boat is small (30'), but this is ok. Enough room for the stuff we need and the stuff we want that we're actively using, and that's really all that's necessary. We're gradually getting rid of a lot, and will store the stuff we don't want to get rid of but don't want on the boat in my room at my dad's.

It's a good exercise in de-materialism.

Will it work in the long run? I don't know. At worst, we should be able to sell it for quite a bit more than we paid for it.

Why do we dare move a toddler onto a boat? Honestly, it's at least as safe as a house, given that Leif is, at most, a few months away from figuring out doorknobs and has a magnetic attraction for roads. At least on a 30' boat, there's no way for him to get out of eyesight.

I turn a quarter century old the 19th. How time flies. We're hopefully heading down to San Diego, and I'll hopefully get to go to the Wil Wheaton book signing on the 21st. Maybe I'll even find my old journal from when I was seven that declares, "I think Wesley Crusher is very nice looking" so that he can sign it. Then, on the 28th, Ray Bradbury is signing books here in LA.

Oops, didn't I say we were attempting to de-materialize?

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Thank you :)