With February came P's 22nd birthday, celebrated at the default sushi place. Roy Scheider died the following week, coincidentally on the same day I became a Friend of Anonymous at the first DC Co$ raid and also joined the NRA. Suffered from an outbreak of White Knight Fever around mid-month, but I got better. The bivouac in the Burrow was replaced by actual living when I moved all my furniture in from the storage area on the 15th, although unpacking was interrupted for the first of many reasons when I took therevdrnye to Katsucon. About a week later I did a faceplant into the bannister of the apartment stairway, which resulted in three stitches and a scar on my upper lip. William F. Buckley died on the 27th, and two days later I was fired.
March began with the death of Gary Gygax and a short temp assignment in Alexandria. It continued with a lot of interviews and applications and a sendup of L. Ron Hubbard's birthday by Anonymous. Finally obtained a long-term assignment in Fairfax, which helped get some bills paid. Towards the end of the month, the Virginia Employment Commission smacked my former employers for not documenting my shortcomings before they fired me, which meant more unemployment $$$ for me. :)