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).