So last night at about 9:00pm we get this knock at the door and here's the police serving us with eviction papers. So, now we're really sweatin bullets about what to do. I have an appointment tommorow to refile for my disability, but I'm looking at another 6 month wait for the "system". Maybe now that my back is even worse than when I filed the first time I'll get somewhere.
Ill end up homeless before anything good happens there. What a great system, what the hell does somebody in an emergy like this do? I guess beg. Which is what I'm doing.
So we ran out of cigarettes today and I gotta go limp around and round up some aluminum cans i guess. I know, I know. Your thinking what an idiot I am, but when sometimes when you get stressed you just need a friggin smoke. I've tried quiting a couple times with no luck.
So now I'm stressed about this eviction, I'm out of smokes. This really sucks.
Well, if anybody has any thoughts, or a couple extra bucks for a broke-back carpenter and his family - send it to the broke carpenter.
Thanks
joe
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