Apparently, the adage about trouble coming in threes is sometimes true. In the span of the last couple weeks, Shay and I had found out that we would have to move, my mom had decided not to talk to me, my brother or her mom ever again, instead choosing to stay with her drunken and abusive douchebag of a boyfriend, and the guy who lives upstairs has turned into an unbelievable ass. Thankfully, two of those things have been resolved- Shay and I don’t have to move and the guy upstairs has to be out of the house today, but there’s the whole thing with my mom that’s still weighing on my mind quite a bit.
On a couple of happier notes, Shay and I got tickets for the Calgary Comic Expo, and I ordered us tickets for a photo session with Firefly’s Jewel Staite, which is pretty sweet.
Honestly, this is as exciting as my last couple weeks have been.
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Apparently, WordPress did not want to post the title the first time.
