So my year started off looking promising. After leaving my mate who was causing me alot of stress and depression due to choices he made, me,   suneccubus, and one of the roommates that was dragged into the house moved out to the house next door; because the house we was living in was literally a metal box with no insulation. Needless to say, it was pretty easy to either melt or freeze to death in there. Everything was fine when we moved in, besides a heavily rushed move in the snow. What we didnt know is that the house had a heavy mold problem; something we didnt find out until a few months ago when we went down to clean the basement out. Aparantly the basement has a ton of water leaking :| That caused alot of health problems, but im getting ahead of myself.

So for the next few months everything seemed to be fine. Besides me getting completely stressed out by my roommate and his mental problems, things seemed to be fine. i was making plans on taking a trip during my work vacation to visit   kahncub for a couple weeks, then come out again for FC. However in May....shit hapened that caused me to cancel both trips. Between March and May the neighborhood that I worked in (I worked at a Krogers gas station mind you) started to go from mildly ghetto to extremely ghetto. I had customers come up and demand free stuff, and if i denied them they would flip their lid. I even had one guy whip his dick out and piss on my oil bins one time. The money scamming was large as well. Every week i had a short change scammer or a counterfeit bill. The management in the store was turning to shit as well. We had two manager changes, and the store wouldnt give our department any breaks. We have no bathroom outside; and we're also obligated by contract to have atleast one or two 15 minute breaks per shift. It got to the point that none of us would get breaks; not even the fuel lead who had medical problems. We would have to shut the fuel center down and run in and out of the main store, pissing off the managers AND customers. Union wouldnt help us in any of this. Combined with all of this and a new policy that they were pushing onto the fuel center about the fuel points...i had a panic attack...This caused me to quit my job after my shift without any notice. Looking back this was a horrible idea on my part...but my mind was in such a hell hole at the time that I couldnt take going back.

In May, with the last of Sune's tax return, she decided to drag me to the local furry con to try and get my mood better. The car started is fuckupary here. The con itself was boring...a downgrade of last year. I spent most of my time in the game room playing Dominion the entire con, cept for when the video game room was open. I participated in the Super Smash Bros Brawl and Marvel Vs Capcom 3 tourneys; both with no practice. I lost in the first round of Smash, but came 2nd in MvC3! The kicker here is that the advertised prizes for all the tourneys was free reg for next year and half off for 2nd place. I came 2nd, but after the tourney was over, they took the 2nd place prize away. It wasnt bad enough that I got bodied hardcore the last match, they had to take away my prize as well? :| Was so pissed the rest of the con. Sune did get me some new art from   shinjiskunk though, increasing the massive amount of art I have from her XD

During all this I had began to take League of Legends more seriously and joined a gaming clan called Tactical Gaming. After being there for only a little bit, I became co-leader of my own team. The team was very dysfunctional though. We had a mild bit of success, but there was way too much rage thanks to one player. I ended up becoming leader of the team after some people left, but that person caused some permanent damage with the clan itself i was never able to recover from. The staff there wasnt cooperative with helping out either, so I left there too :|

In June/July Sune got me a job with her at the mail processing plant she works at doing stock. It was supplimentry income, but income none the less. I lasted one run...because I got injured. I bruised both my achillies. Two of the supervisors sent me home for the rest of the work run; but there was a third supervisor who didnt know that i got injured (He did, but i think he was being a douche) and fired me. I could have filed for workmans comp...but i didnt know about it until months after it happened. Meh...

Since then...I was in a strong depressive funk...nothing was going right. The car i bought with my tax return died, roommate was becoming a gigantic pain in our ass. Then the big news. Said roommate broke the news that Veteran Affairs is moving him out of the house in 6-12 months. Ooooh the panic attacks that arrose from that. After a week or two trying to recover from that I went with Sune into town and filed for a medical card, my own food stamps, and applied for SSI. Into my 3rd month of waiting for word of the statis. Already had a mental evaluation; diagnosed with chronic depression and anxiety driven panic attacks. I have a physical some time in Janurary I think..just waiting on the notice to come.

My future right now depends heavily on getting SSI. If I dont get this, my life is going to have to start over from scratch; again. I'll have to move back home to VA, leaving Sune in the process, along with my computer and all my personal belongings besides clothes. No idea where Sune would end up. If I DO get SSI though...Ill have a little bit of stability in my life again. Ill be able to get my medical card, get some theropy, get some new glasses, and finally go to the dentist and get these two cavities thats been bothering me :|

But yeah, thats 2011 for me in a nutshell. Nothing great happened. Birthday was crap, Xmas was crap. All I got was chocolate and two MLP figures. Oh and clothes from my parents. I forgot to mention i spent two weeks with my parents before xmas. Was actually a good time. No stress for two weeks, ate like a champ, got fat. Dad didnt drink but once but didnt get drunk like he used to. Both bus trips sucked ass though. 12 and 15 hrs respectively.

As for 2012...Im already paranoid about the whole 'end of the world' shit...but thats just my fear of dying. I cant really make any resolutions...I guess to improve my state of mind? again all this is heavily riding on this SSI stuff..