I could go into a long post, but who likes those? I'll just get to the point. All the sudden my grandmother is going off to a nursing home. The house will be signed over to my mother who is the only person that can legally have it signed to, so it will be her and I running this place now. The catch? We barely have enough money for food now. And the house needs a roof. And the wells aren't working right. And we have to keep the place for at least five years if we want to sell it ourselves or the nursing home gets all the money. So yeah, wasn't thrilled about that, but I think it can be done.

Next was the night I was driving into work. Goin along 55 like I do, being annoyed by the truck behind me, all the sudden a deer. Yes I drive a big car, but with no chance to slow down for the impact even mine took heavy damage. At first I was alright with this. The side that took the hit still had the front facing turning signal and the low beam not only survived but also went into high beam mode too, things just looked like hell. Then the next night, the steam came. The impact was just enough to push my radiator into the fan shroud and cause two small holes. So yeah, I had to buy a new radiator, but hey, I was still going to FurFright!

Well that's where we are now. My car said fuck this shit and now the transmission is fucked up. My mechanic, who I do indeed trust, says its not worth fixing, and just as well since I don't have enough for a transmission job anyway. So now I have to pull all sorts of tricks just to get to work and back until something gets figured out. And if I can't figure anything out by the 23rd, FurFright, the only thing that I've been really looking forward to this whole cured year, might not even happen for me cause I can't get a ride.

I don't even know where I'm finding the will power to wake up at this point...