On Tuesday November 19th, I had a stroke. My goal is to make it to next Christmas.

Food. I’m making just enough to get my bills paid, but I’ve been eating ramen and Mac and cheese for around a year. I just want to be able to have food in the fridge/cupboard. It’s getting so fucking tiring to never have basic necessities to work so fucking hard to keep my bank account in the negative. I’m so fucking depressed.

Now that I’m done venting, I would absolutely love to be able to get some gifts for my brothers and sisters but it just doesn’t look like it’ll be feasible this year.

Human rights for all

Wish comes true as I make it so, heading north to cottage!

A job. I got laid off. Things are getting tight.

Many horror movies that I didn’t watch around Halloween.

I’m traveling internationally to visit my fiancé and spend our first Christmas together. I just want the trip to go smoothly and take full advantage of the 120 PTO hours I’m burning without getting an urgent work call.

Basically just to have enough free time to make my cousin a 3d-printed version of this laser-guided pizza cutter as a joke gift.

Peace and quiet, and some good nights of sleep.

Supervolcano eruption.

A not insane family

To not be homeless anymore.

I’m hoping santa puts 36 piers under my house.