Grizzly subject, but fitting... a few weeks ago, I was removed from my sleeping quarters (okay, so I was sleeping at a friends apartment in their closet)... and I got a job, and everything was hunky dorey... then, I go home, and I'm still asked to leave the place, because I didn't have the job offically and all lined up... and yet, I had the job, you know? but still had to get out... so I thought, I guess I might as well retreat, and go back to California, where I have family, and friends... and wouldn't you know it... I get to the bus station and don't have enough money to buy the ticket... so I walk 3.5 miles in the rain and almost get mugged but scare them off... get to the place... and they turn me away because I'm A.) not an alcoholic... B.) not a drug addict... and C.) not a prostitute... and so from there I get refered to another Shelter, that I could go to, and stay at, but that's something like a three hour drive... so I walk back the 3.5 miles to the Bus Station and almost get mugged twice... and then I find out how much money it is to take the bus to that Shelter... and spend the money on the bus ticket there... and walk the four and a half miles or so to the new Shelter, where upon, the Shelter that turned me away, lined me up with a job at a Warehouse, working on a computer doing shipping and recieving from 8am to 7.30pm earning minimum wage (5.50 an hour)... and then going back to the Shelter, and working for the Shelter from 8.45pm/9pm until 2am (a requirement to stay at the shelter is you work for them five hours a day, and pay them seven dollars a day to live there)... and would shower, and clean myself up, and get into bed at about 2.45am/3am... and then wakeup and do it all over again... I worked there for six days, and on the third day, almost get stabbed, because some jerk wants to go thru my stuff... so anyhow, my six days are up, I earned enough money to buy a bus ticket home... and I get on the bus and go about my way... I end up getting on a bus, that takes me closer to home, instead of going way out of my way on a different bus... and get a ride from that bus station, to my parents house... and find nobody home... and I cannot locate my keys... so I open every zipper, every pocket, and empty my bag completely, and no key to be found... until I finally stop looking and find them... I think about crawling into bed... but end being not able to sleep... and that's where the new adventure begins... unforunately... all that you just read, is just to update anyone that gives a flying fluck about me... or what's happend since last they've heard from me... not that very many people really do give a fluck... but I figure I'd better update them... I'm flucking done... it's 2.15am, or 4.15am Texas time... and the only people that I'd give a flying fluck about... arn't around to hear my insane rambling... so goodnight... fluckers... ^v^batty