The Gods MUST Be Crazy.

Okay, so crisis. The shit is just flying everywhere.

We have to apparently move out of this house by next week. Problem. We don't have a house to move to. I may just be homeless for Christymass.

Hot Stuff just called me a moment ago. Crying. Some HUGE mess with Mr. S. I really don't know what will happen now.

I REALLY did not need all this in one night.