*tap tap* Is This Thing On?

Soooooo, yeah.
Hi. It's been a while.

I have a perfectly good reason for why I've been gone for so long.

1. I broke up with my on-again-off-again-long-distance boyfriend
2. I got a new job
3. I got a new apartment in New York City and moved in with one of my best friends
4. I got engaged (to the on-again-off-again-long-distance boyfriend who showed up out of nowhere and proposed.)
   
5. I moved to Los Angeles
6. I got a dog
7. I got married

I mean, those are pretty good reasons, no?
Oh, and last but certainly not least, I forgot my password.

So, here I am, back in action..."Action" being a word that's relative.

I'm definitely dealing with more "action" than a slug.
However, I'm dealing with less "action" than a movie star.
So, that'll give you a vague idea of where I'm at.

So, yes, married. Hyperactively nesting (painting 4 rooms in 1 week counts as hyperactive) and not prepared for children for at least 2 to 3 years. My little Asian pelvis is rejoicing.

What's going on?
I moved west and all this sunshine and flexible-hour living has made me soft.
I'm now working part time for my old job and looking for all kinds of flexible new and shiny things. I've gotten back into illustration and am working with a friend, illustrating her book on the history of shoes (out next year - Harper Collins, title is still in the works. I'll keep you updated.)

And, get this, I'm trying to become a voice actor.
The New York Me would have punched me in the face for trying such a thing, but the Los Angeles Me is saying that at least it won't matter what I look like and I can show up to the studio in sweatpants (dear God, I don't wear sweatpants!) and still get the job.
This and weird Future Planning Me is saying, "well, with a flexible schedule and lucrative career, you can spend more time with the children you plan on having."

...cut to New York Me punching me in the face again.

So, there you have it.
I'm back and plan on posting on the regs again.
Yes, rejoice, my minuscule fan base of (probably) zero.
I have returned.

I'm the same me, but now I'm with someone that I would need to be legally separated from if I wanted to book it. (a.k.a more grown up...a.k.a married...a.k.a who am I kidding, I'm still the same person AND, for the record, I love my husband.)