Well seeing as how I haven't updated this in a while and there have been some drastic changes in the past three months, I figured I might as well update you all, officially, on what's been happening.

Before I go any further, I want to mention that I'm not saying all of this to try to pander things off of others. Just because things have been negatively changing, I don't want this to come across as a helpless plea for help. It's more or less just letting you all know what's going on. I know that a number of my very close friends know a few of these details of my life, and this will absolutely catch a huge number of people who will read this off guard.

As of late September, my family and I were evicted from our home, for the second time in my life. What threw me for a loop was that it was completely hidden from my mother and I until a day prior the date of the actual eviction. My father hid it from us, pumping sunshine into our asses telling us that he was handling it, when in actuality, he was fighting to try to keep things together. This was very similar to what happened during the first eviction two years prior, lived in a motel for about nine months before moving back into a home. My parents, uncles, good friends (including  Arco_Wolf and my mate  AviCohen) and I were able to manage to pack up the important things and get it all in storage in under 24 hours, including scrounging some sort of sleep.

From then, things radically changed. My mother and I lived with a friend of' hers and essentially shunned my father from our lives, while trying to pick up what pieces we could get. There was an outpouring of support for us, including picking up a slightly damaged but 100% functional '93 Honda for pennies compared to the car's worth (paid as much in sales tax+registration then we did for the car!), a pseudo matinence plan for the car from another friend, a laptop, clothing, a few extra dollars here and there, even a free grooming for our dog, basically anything to help us, while we contined our work at a not for profit cultural center.

But, as things went on, it became more apparent just how dire they are. From there, we moved to another friend's house where we now pay a moderate sum as rent, then found out that my father could end up facing a lengthy jail sentence (up to 5 years) over... well... something that I really don't want to go over, but it was essentially a result of repetative helpfulness, complete stupidity and no foresight.

Still, despite how I'm missing a number of things (both material and things that make me... me), I keep pushing forward. I'm working three jobs, and even in the face of thousands of dollars of debt in my name (even though I did not cause it), I still maintain some sort of outward showing that everything is perfectly normal (my Twitter feed, Bleet is a prime example) but there are a few things that have gone missing in my life, namely my drive for weather studies. I still try to keep an eye on it, but it's paled in comparison to what was even six months ago , along with a number of other things. Things tend to irk me more easily, and I just don't have the patience either, a potential problem for someone who has to deal with a number of people on a daily basis. I rarely have the time to be myself anymore, and well... a look under the surface shows. Don't get me wrong, I still try to improve things, both in the short term and long term for myself and those close and important to me, but the fact that I just don't feel comfortable anywhere hurts. I'm more at home working then I have been anywhere else in the past few months. Weird, right?

Well... lets face it, if you've cared enough to go through my state for the past few months, it does mean a lot to me, to know that there are those that do care about me. But hey, a shoutout letting me know that you're there doesn't hurt!