Let's see...

now, my job has become managing this lot.

I used to manage the Bugsplat Tourist Bureau now I manage this lot, and work part time.

It's been going okay. It's been a hard year with losing Boodle. He was one of our three best friends. Now we only have two. That's hard. Also, he was wonderful and we miss him and we wish we'd been able to help him. We loved him. Still do.

Other things that have been hard have been the depression. Just Jo gets it bad. It's come hard this year. Being multiple hasn't got any easier and we're frustrated by what sometimes seems to be willful stupidity of people when faced with the relatively simple fact that there are a few people here sharing this body. Truly, what is so fucking hard to understand? What? Do you want me to speak S*L*O*W*L*Y I can do that. Please, get it and/or stop making your difficulty grasping the concept MY problem. It is YOUR cognitive dissonance and I don't have a responsibility to make it all better for you. Also, fuck off.

Yes, that just about covers it. I feel much better now.

Trouble