You know how sometimes life is really shitty, and you keep trying to do things to make it less shitty, but none of those things seem to work, and things just get shittier and shittier? That.
I won't go into all the reasons why, but I had planned on moving last week, to a much nicer place, albeit with a longer commute, but the whole thing fell through on moving day. So, as I finished loading the U-Haul, I found out I had no place to go, but still had to be out of the old apartment by the next day as they had new tenants moving in the following week. The solution? All my shit is now piled up in my brother's garage, and I'm living out of boxes in his basement until I figure something else out.
I am still alive though. Thought some of you might be happy to at least hear that part.