Aptitude

      My mother and brother thought it would be funny to time me when I type. Turns out, fifteen words in nine seconds; which is equivalent to 100 words per minute. Now they're thinking I should be a stenographer.

The Worst Of Times

      We're low on a lot of products and completely out of others. It's pretty rough. I've been looking around on the Internet, and I learned that I have in my possession a coin that is worth at least $130, but has also been sold for three to five thousand. I try not to get my hopes up, but even at its lowest assumed value, it could save us. If I'm lucky, it will get us out of a sticky situation for at least a couple of months.

      I just wish I had better luck.

Late Winter

      It's been snowing hard here since the 10th. My brother, poor guy, fell in the driveway while shoveling and hurt his back. He healed. This morning, he was trying to do laundry, but the machine ate his coins and didn't turn on; so he walked through blizzard-like conditions to exchange his money for loonies to give it another shot, but when he got back everything was frozen; the pipes, the water. He is just having a shitty week!

      He's out there shoveling again, but it's no use. Every time he turns his back, the snow covers up what he cleared.

      And it gets worse. The store is out of some things and low on other things, and the delivery men refuse to come out here. And even if they did, we can't afford anything at all. Frozen bodies have been pulled out of very local ditches. And I'm afraid, because the people who built this house were really stupid and all of my plug-ins are under a window covered by plastic that, I'm sure, is gathering a lot of moisture.

      I think I'll go unplug everything and then make sure my brother can have a hot coffee.

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      Well, my life has taken a depressing turn; I sleep from 8 AM to 10 PM and can only be truly happy with an energy drink in my hand. And I would like to rant about very horrific issues, but I can't. It affects more people than me and there's that whole privacy thing. Let's just say that when I'm staying in bed forever, I'm not sleeping.

      I can't believe that technically, I'm addicted to drinking. And I'm probably acting like an actual alcoholic, but if I could just find a damn cure for my insomnia, I would probably start living. 27 years late. I fucking hate this; my eyelids feel like they're on fire. All the time.

      My landlord has gone through two evictions in the past several months; and now he wants to evict the newest tenants. I really hope the third time's the charm.

      Honestly, the only good news I have is that I completed my collection of The Big Bang Theory DVDs. And I'm not sure this counts as good news, since I don't even like this movie, but I also bought Frozen. Since my computer was upgraded to Windows 10, I have been unable to access Putlocker. My last attempts brought on a torrent of ads that I could not escape. And so, even though I almost hate this movie, I own it now and even plan on buying the sequel, since I will not be able to watch it unless it's on my shelf. Besides, I've grown to hate movies I loved; maybe this time it will work the opposite way. And if not, I can sell them.

      Of course, when I bought the movie, my biggest concern was not having any more money for energy drinks, which I don't. I hate this. I hate that my first waking thought is whether I can afford them and if it's early enough. I truly wish I could go back in time and not try them at all.