I'm sitting outside on a balcony (it used to be my balcony), watching the city, sipping a scotch. I'm feeling melancholy. It's the end of an era.
I deleted my last post. It was made in anger, and I usually try not to post when I'm being unreasonable. I know I've never deleted nor edited a post before, but these circumstances quickly got extreme.
I'm heading to Austin tomorrow. I'll only be there until Tuesday. There's someone there that can help me get my head on straight. He's one of the last people that can help me. He offered to let me stay longer, but it's not feasible. When I get back, I don't know exactly what I'm going to be doing. I'm homeless, I guess. My ex-boss from my previous job offered to let me stay in a spare room at his place, but I'm going to try not to ask him for that. I hate handouts. I'm afraid I may have no other choice, though. Unfortunately, he lives pretty far outside the perimeter, so public transportation won't be an option. I won't be able to get to work.
The end result of this is that freebsdgirl.com is going down. I don't have the money or energy to run this server anymore. If I can find someone to host it, I'll try to continue updating, but my life has gone tipsy-turvy. I don't know where I'll be from one day to the next.
I wanted to think all my loyal readers for sticking with me all these years. Without you guys, I couldn't have made it through some parts of my life. The supportive emails I've gotten are still printed out, and I read them from time to time when I'm feeling sad. They give me hope.
