So today I found out that the Employment insurance thing didn't work out. I got a call, and while I have been approved, my number of hours isn't enough for a first time applicant. However, they're changing the rules at the end of this month, so I have to wait a week to try again. I didn't mention it before because well, superstition.

When I was little, my first nickname was "Jinx". I was the kid who, if I said anything promising, the exact opposite would happen. To the point where others would ignore me and treat me like garbage because what kid wants to make friends with a walking curse? It's been so deeply ingrained in who I am I don't like making promises and I often keep news from people out of fear of screwing myself. It's irrational, I know.

It wasn't the news I wanted to hear, especially since the last time I talked to the guy handling my case, he said it would work and I'd have money by tomorrow. This whole thing's been a disaster and this year in general feels as if it's sentient and wants nothing else but to break me down.

It's been hard and I've had to go without food for 4-5 days at a time. Right now I'm living off canned soup. I'm not really in a good mental state, as you can tell.

I got back and saw a comment from someone I didn't recognize, it was a link that I clicked over to, a picture of Snow was there. A gift from  crazypsycho2595. I just wanted to say that, holy shit dude, you just made my day. Hell, it was one of the few times I've smiled all month. Thank you so much, seriously. I'm tearing up. Thank you so, so much.