Armless Introductions.

Hey. It's been awhile. I've been really busy.

Really, really, really, unspeakably busy.

Usually, I have a single hour of GetAmped 2 at 5:00 AM, but not anymore.

Had to pick up paint, tape, rollers, and such at 5:20 AM.

Or 0520. I've gotta get used to this twenty-four hour clock stuff.

I usually get a single hour of GetAmped 2 at 0500, but

I've been so busy, I've skipped that for like, two weeks now.

My Grandmother officially passed-away. It wasn't particularly quick. After dialysis for her renal failure was hindered by her more or less non-working heart, we'd realized the options weren't there. She was starting to lose her mental faculties quickly, and we'd opted to pull the plug. I guess everyone had gathered 'round,

and my Grandfather, Charles, said, "Honey, we've unplugged you. If you feel like you need to go, please do."

She looked right at him and said, "Don't rush me!" 

It's just like her to have done so. 

I've been officially added to the Rudbeckia Enterprises payroll, so now I'm working while I await my shipdate. I'm more or less painting a whole lot. Today, after Church, I'm headed to a Storage Property to paint the walls and get it all prettied-up. I've also got to clean the hell out of the floors on account of the fact that I'll be applying a bonding epoxy to them later to make a respectable floor that isn't "paint on concrete" for the Office Area that goes in one of the rooms.

I'm making a nice sum on account of how much I've been working, but I'm going to save a good sum of it in case of emergency. I've been looking out for one of my close friends very well, and I'm worried about their home situation.

Which brings me to my next topic of why I've been so busy: I've been working to schedule employment and welfare in the meantime for them. It's been positively grueling. Between us, we've applied for forty jobs, mostly for seasonal retail. I did the mathematics last night and as a six-person household making a Net-Income of $1,066? They qualify for a solid $954 of benefits that might really, really help them. I think it's in Food and Medical. I'm alright with that, though. Any help is better than no help.

It's been a lot of paperwork, math, phone-tag, and doing my Navy Voice.

Graff once said I would get picked-on because I take the Navy far too seriously as a Recruit, but

as of late, my ability to say, "This is Seaman Recruit Harmeyer," has spared me a lot of red tape from uncooperative family members with trying to help my friend - Seaman Recruit Harmeyer sounds like an authority figure. Zack Harmeyer sounds like a douche with a cellphone.

All the same, it's been difficult. You get it.

I'd write more and tell you more about what's kept me away, but I'm about to be kept away.

After I attend Church, I've got to go attend to that Storage Property.

In closing, though, here's a doodle of Swing.

Swing recently purchased the Beast King style in GetAmped 2, which makes her stomp around all angry-like when she moves and rake people with her claws. It made me want to pixel-doodle, and when I did and I looked at it, I was reminded of one of those Homestuck Introductions for some reasons:

Your name is SWING.

You are the EMBODIMENT OF THE FALLEN ANGEL MARCHOSIAS.

You like SCARVES, DEVOURING PEOPLE, and DOMINATING YOUR UNFALLEN BRETHREN.

You are blind in one eye after someone JAMMED A FLAMING SWORD INTO IT.

HOLY ARTIFACTS BURN YOU and EMOTIONS CONFUSE YOU.

Your Pesterchum-handle is  unspoiledMonster.
...You tend to speak...with a powerful and...emphasizing delay...

>> Be the Petty Angelic.