06 August, 2025: Fiance, Duplex, Uni

I have been putting off updating this site for months, as you can see. In fact have been putting off tons of things for months.

It would be better for me if I got back into updating this blog, at least once a month. Not just as a record for myself to look back on, but also because it dusts the cobwebs off. My life has improved massively since November. I've met a woman whom I am confident is "the one" (yeah, yeah). We move in together sooner rather than later. We didn't just move in together out of insane madly obsessive infatuation with one another... Her living situation was not only unfitting for her, but it was slowly inconvenient for me. She was hardly to blame, she is an amazing, tidy, fiscally responsible roommate who is a blast to hang out with, chat with, joke with, and fool around with. Her roommates at that place, yeesh. The type that are fine and dandy until you show the slightest indication that you may be happier than them. There is a special term for those sorts of "poor weather" friends - that unique kind of envy that brings tall poppy syndrome down to the scope of two individuals. Disgusting.

The new duplex is wonderful. It is a step up for me, a step down for her. Well, only in terms of the actual property, neighborhood, etc. For me, it is larger, just a wee bit better of a neighborhood, and right next to the interstate and main roads so I can bike to work as I please and drive to school. It is a little smaller, a bit worse of a neighborhood, and no sliding glass back door and fenced in back yard for her dog (now our dog, though ofc Harley and my Fiance's relationship will always trump mine). That dog is such a sweet girl as well, keeps me company while I, well.. that brings me to my day to day...

I finished my Associates degree this spring. I was going for an A.S. but got an A.A. oh well, I was greedy and at first disapointed in my useless paper (surely an A.S. in pre-engineering could help me get a internship type job at a consulting office or something... Probably untrue, very very very probably). It won't be the last useless piece of paper I get though, and I have been accepted into UWF for a second go around in their electrical engineering undergraduate program. When I first went to UWF it was 2020, I was 17, going for a computer science degree because I thought I'd like programming and surely it'd at least pay okay. i am really glad that didn't work out, gave me time to think, to grow, and to also learn a teeny tiny bit more about where the market is headed. It didn't help that ALL of my dormmates switched to cyber security. Go frickin figure. I began to refer to it as "switching to the dark side." Hahaha...

Since I am no longer degree seeking at PSC though, as I have completed my associates... I can't get my stipend benefits there. I have had the past three months to fix laptops, work just 2 days a week (weekends) at Waffle house, and ebb in and out of a partial-agonist opioid addiciton (first 7oh, then hee hee, not 7oh). On that note, small side bar - the HHS can play whack-a-mole and catch-up with the addicts that don't really want to change (like me), but it'll only come at the cost of adicts that DO want to change (probably me later this month). I would have never stumbled upon my new fix if it weren't for me thinking "well gee, I don't feel like tapering off 7, I want something stronger and cheaper but don't want to switch to a full agonist (I really don't want my perfect angel to wake up next to a corpse)." Viola. Business as usual. Add, speaking of that, As of Q3 my business will finally report a profit that exceeds what I make at my part time job. Hooray. $1000 ain't much, hell $1200 aint much, and there is a considerably higher demand given the time of year... but I'm making a "living" doing what I love. It isn't writing, and I haven't spent a moment on that pursuit, but I love fixing laptops. I love old laptops. I love new laptops (eh you know what I mean). I love this work and even if I'm dope sick or crabby or my stomach is in a knot, if I cam summon the will to sit at that table and turn bits, the clock turns right with 'em.

It's hard to fit everything, it's been almost a year! I'm slated to get married in six months or so (her and I want February 17... Maybe, it was a weekday after president's day, the same date as our first date actually, and I feel like a bastard for forgetting, but I'm on the verge of passing out so bear with me). She's an amazing woman. She's sweet, she's kind (and yes, they are two different things to me), she works hard and says little of it, she can cook, she can clean, and she does often do both. She is open minded but not a bafoon. We disagree on things poltiically but we both agreed to not make it a deal breaker, and that our core values are the same. We both want the same outcomes, we just disagree on how to get there. And I must specify, it isn't often we have major or even small disagreements in hypothetical child rearing. Oh, did I mention that too? She has a teaching degree, and a lot of experience with kids. She loves working with young kids, she wants kids too! With me! Not today, not tomorrow, but when I'm done with my undegrad she wants to have a couple kids with me!!! I am so excited, I choose her to endure that with, she will make that nightmare into a dream. And, she loves dogs and has an apparent affinity for most if not all other animals. She's just a swell, caring, devoted woman, with a great head on her shoulders. But she's just a bit ditzy and goofy enough to be uniquely her, and wonderfully adorable. She's drop dead gorgeous too, she has an amazing figure and the prettiest features about the face. I can't get too in to detail about her physical though, it'd be impolite to her I think. She's perfect. And I'm no fool, at least I try my best not to be - I have kept my eye open for shortfalls, and she's still human. But I can happily stay beside her, and wish her beside me, for the rest of my life. Hopefully longer than that if everythingpans out the way I'd like. Her name is Sashia. With any luck her last name will have been mine, for the better part of a week, come March. Oh, and yes, other people can see this one.

People whine a lot, and so do I if I'm being honest, but I'd be happy if heaven was just more of this.

- Kain Humphries, 06 August 2025 (From our bed, beside the love of my life, in our new place)