So, to make a long story short. Ever since I arrived to the godforsaken city of Fargo, I've been sick as a fucking dog. I was hoping after a month or so after moving here it'd get better. But it hasn't. In fact, it's gotten worse. Some people know that I had a job at a hotel. I lost that job within two weeks because of my health. Job searching in this city sucks, especially with my track record. Anyways. I landed another job at a grocery store. Loved it, absolutely! Oh look, I'm not healthy. I'm dizzy, I'm throwing up. Nope, I lost it. So I'm getting the fuck out of this shithole before it inevitably kills me. :S

Which brings me to the next topic, depression.
I MIGHT NOT HAVE ENOUGH FOR MY ROOM AT MFF.
So, hintity, hint hint. If you're looking for a room, I've got one from the 21st to the 25th in November for Midwest Furfest, at the Hyatt. If you do not have a room, and would like to share one with me and another friend of mine. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE note me!!! We could work out a deal. I mean, seriously, I need all the help for paying for the room as I can get.

As for the relocation part, I'm moving back to Minnesota. My old hometown of Akeley. I guess now I can make sure my grandmother's not overworking herself [she's OLD and stubborn.] I'm not mad that I'm moving back. I just wasn't happy in Fargo...