It's really not that interesting, in retrospect. Pretty standard fare: 
			Work has been ridiculously busy since about October.  Finally pushed out the project I've been working on in an early-access state to Steam last week, so I'm hoping I get a bit of a break for a little while. It still needs a lot of work though, so I'm not holding my breath.
			Re: the neighbors:  They live upstairs, they're noisy as ####, they're ESL so I have zero idea what they're saying, but I hear them screaming/throwing #### at least twice a week, they have basically given my dog PTSD and he won't do anything but hide in my office most nights now.  I hate the situation/them and am getting to the point where I'd be willing to eat the penalty for breaking a lease.
			Lease runs out in about two months though, so we'll just solider through it.  Wife and I are ready to get the hell out of here, and eff right off to apartment living ever again.  Too old for this nonsense.  Contemplating biting the bullet on a house (or at least renting one. I'd rather just buy, she's a 'fraidy cat and I'm sure will fight me on it, but I make the money, soooo.....).  In this market, I'm sure we won't totally have to make bids against 40 other entities. 
 
Also pretty sure I have frozen shoulder in my dominant arm.  Guess all that masturbation 30 years ago has come home to roost.  (IT WAS WORTH IT...probably....I guess.  Now I can barely put on a shirt though, so I clearly didn't think it through).