There will be cussing in thisone.
Possibly copious amounts.
But seeing as I'm just... well. You'll see.

So this day took a turn towards the crapper an hour or so when I called up my would-be landlord to see what happened to that contract I was gonna get.
Turns out they had tried getting ahold of me, but that phone was off and I didn't get a new one until... I think last thursday. And I forgot to call them up THEN.
So now that appartment has been given to someone else.
Which sucks, but I totally understand them.
UNFORTUNATLY,
This means I have nowhere to live at the end of this month.
At all.
I gotta see if I can get a hold-up on that from my current landlord, and I'm gonna call the fucker up in about 30 minutes, I just need to calm the fuck down.
But yeah.
I'm looking at being homeless!
Funny stuff!
Seriously though, I feel like shit right now, I gotta try working this out with my current landlord just incase.
I called the other ones, and they MIGHT have another apartment by the end of the month, but it's really not clear yet and as such...

I could use a fuckin' smoke.
It's that bad. I quit smoking for a reason.


Seriously though, it's not that I mind living in the apartment I have, and if it turns out I gotta keep living here for a while I'm kinda cool with that.
I really am.
However the thought of not knowing if I have anywhere to live next month is pretty fuckin' terrifying, so I'm sorry if I rant on it too much.
So yah.
Apart from impending hobo-dom I'm relatively comfortable right now.
Confidence is up otherwise, I even don't think I look ugly.
Which for me is a huge step up as those who know me know.
So yeah.
Apart from all the shit that tends to happen, I'm seriously trying to keep my mood up, because I just don't want to feel bad. I don't. I won't. I refuse.
Call it denial, call it stubborn. I call it survival.
Now if you don't mind, gotta make some calls.