TIME KOMPRESSION!

Alas, poor iPod, I knew ye well.

It is now dead, and I miss access to my music when I'm on-the-go. As far as how it died, well, it just died. It won't power up, it take a charge, my computer can't detect it as a device to try and reflash....

It's dead.

Man. Of all the things to go wrong. It's always just one more piece of crap after another -- I can't afford a new iPod. If service is available, I don't know about it because I have no internet access (right now) to even find out, and I probably can't afford it anyway.

Since I can only barely afford to even eat right now.

So. Jim bounced a rent check, serving us another eviction notice (do normal people ever see even one? I've been present for about seven by now).

Walker is gone, so of course removed his phone service. Jim knew this was coming but no plans were made to preserve it. In fact, the plan was not to have phone service, since we had the internet. Of course, Walker didn't have his phone service removed, he had it transferred. So instead of having a grace period of a few days/weeks to adjust, the DSL support was instantly dropped.

Normally we'd game tonight, and I'd get to at least kill something in a D&D; campaign, which cheers me up a little bit. But today Jim stayed home because his back was feeling bad. And Jim won't game on any day that he doesn't work because of moral objections (which I respect).

Okay. I miss the iPod, but this is one of those situations where I can't afford to let life get me down. Gotta be cheerful.

So, the receiving position is generally very easy, and it pays better. My hours will generally be less, though. On the other hand, as things stand, Walker left me with a fairly hefty workload. I'm seeing 30 minutes to an hour extra every day for the next two or three weeks handling all the overstock that we need to return.

That all equates into, if not awesome money, probably enough for me to hold where I am and try to make headway against my debts. On the other hand ... David sent us money. This is intended to help me and Jim get a new place, but honestly I'm not sure if that's going to happen.

So David gave me a 500$ loan. I will try my hardest to just not spend any of it so I can give it back, but I can't send it back straightaway. If the bad luck string doesn't end, I may need it.

Doesn't end soon.

I feel that things will get better soon, especially since I've been working so hard to try and make them better.

But now, some angst and fanfiction, in that order.