Hell Yes.

Oh, have I failed to report on the next destination in our whirlwind adventures of the 21st century? To wrangle everyone onto the same page, it might be necessary to run down the list of domiciles we have enjoyed in the past five years. Ready, go: San Francisco, Davis, San Diego, Los Angeles, Pasadena, Wellington. So, we are fairly California-centric. And, to California we will return. In January, with what will be an audible hoorah for everyone in the bay area, we move back to San Francisco. Hoorah! Oh, that one was premature, or practice. Deal with it.

My partner is signing on with another company, this one notable for its pleasant manner of dealing with employees. Well, on occasion anyway. A job is a job, right? After the horrible experience in New Zealand, working on a beast at a beastly company, he is looking forward to manipulating creatures at a place with a gym and a commissary. It is probably a nice feeling to be valued in that way. Having worked at non-profits in my earlier existence, back before becoming a nobody, my recollection of being valued is receiving a free burrito for lunch on those rare afternoons when more important attorneys didn't show up to scheduled lunch meetings. Mmmm. To that, I suppose I will return.

Anyone got any job leads? As you can see, I am easily satisfied.