All attempts at writing pones has been repeatedly crushed by monetary destitution related depression. I attempted again to apply to Tesla, and realized that nearly Two Years after my initial attempt, living costs in Reno/Sparks have gone up so much that even if I did get the job I couldn't even sustain myself if I moved there, thus I had to withdraw from the application process.

I can't keep living like this.

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Goodbye 2017, second-worst year of my life.

Last year, I lost 2 cats, 1 dog, gained a demon dog that still terrorizes everyone, my father had two medical emergencies, my mother had surgery three times and had two medical emergencies, I got scammed buying my First New Car, and I learned the FCC will be taking the next big leap into turning the United States into a Corpocracy (See Borderlands, Armored Core, and Mirror's Edge for examples).

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Okay, finally my parents seem to have stabilized, somewhat. Dad's just depressed now and FINALLY calming down from causing everyone trouble, Mom's heart is now being managed by medication that's actually helping and we're watching her like a hawk.

Then, I decide to try and break my funk by, hey, buying my First New Car, rather than the junkers I've been making due with the past several years.

Mom get's excited, decides to help me. We've been scammed.

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I'm back home. Not for any satisfactory reasons however.

My father is in the hospital [again], and my mother is on suicide watch.

The rat's still here, but I've managed to establish with it that if it comes at me, I will destroy it, so it's learned to stay away.

My father disappeared for several hours, just gone, no phone, wallet, vehicle, or even the damn rat.

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My parents chose the rat over me.

I defended myself, and they blame me for it, even tarnishing my birthday at the start of July over it.

At my birthday lunch, all I wanted was to sit down, talk, and enjoy a good meal.

My father refused to order anything, refused to talk, and sat there, staring off into space the whole time.

Now my mother is twisting the scenario; telling everyone I attacked the animal out of nowhere.

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all this momentum is going to stall out for a while, the demon chihuahua my father has brought into our home some short time ago, has now completed the list. She's attacked every single living thing in this house now today by mauling my hands when pulling her off my ankles when she attacked me unprovoked.

The little bitch has torn open three of my knuckles and the tips of two of my fingers, it is very painful to type and it reopens the wounds.

sorry

Well...let's see...house has turned into a revolving door for stray dogs since Violet died, so doggy drama thanks to Pops on that end. He keeps finding them, bringing them home, starting heated arguments over keeping them when it's just WRONG to move on from Violet like that. Still have this violent half-blind old chihuahua he's turned into his new arm-ornament.

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Not even a month in, and my father has a crippling seizure, one of my dogs gets hit by a car, and the biggest idiot in the country is about to be made the most politically powerful man within said country.

I'm done, can 2017 be over yet?

Fuq November!

My computer breaks for a week, my job cuts me from every shift that same week, my favorite tabletop gaming shop closed down, I could barely afford rent for the month, my pre-order gets moved back a week, and my father gets diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes.

Seriously, screw November!

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My mom has decided to move out of the house.

She can't take my dad's crap anymore, and she's the family accountant, I have no clue how our bills are managed!

I'm begging her to at least leave instructions, but otherwise with her gone, I have no way to afford the upkeep myself beings I can't hardly afford the rent my mom charged me!

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