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In the culmination of a long and crappy week:

1. I locked myself out of the house and had to get a ride back to work, home from work, and call Dad to let me back in - from whom I learned that he has no money left and is really serious about me needing a better job, so I can move out, so he can sell this place.

I guess I need to look at college. shit.

2. We have no water pressure, so I was sent over to ask the brother and his friend to do something about this, so the water pump doesn't explode, because Dad has no money to buy a new one...

And I thought things would be better when I got home.

ETA: FCCJ Okay, this is where Dad goes... and there's an open house next Wednesday, so. Guess I'm going?

This scares me, and I don't even know why. Except for the change and the stress and oh, it's that time of the month, so everything is just extra special. x.x

ETA 2: Still no water, but I have got to get to sleep. If I can. Which since I did get sleeping pills because of the damned pms-induced insomnia...

Hopefully there will be water when I get up, because I don't know what we're going to do if they can't fix this.

ETA 3 Got woken up by my brother around 4:30 because he knew what he needed to fix this but had no money - luckily, I did!

Still waiting for him to say whether it's finished, and it's now 7:54 x.x