Well, guess it's time I get the few readers that I have up to date on the current situation here in hell, a.k.a. NW Indiana. Most of the paperwork to get my ass out of here is done, there's still a few odds and ends to get wrapped up, but as of January I'll be down state once again. And let me tell you something, I'm not fucking up because I don't want to be in school any longer than I need to be. Hell, if I could be doing anything right now, I think I'd choose to be over in Iraq fighting with the boys over there, at least I'd have someone watching my back, and a hell of a lot more people to care for. But then again we can't always get our wishes, nor do things ever go smoothly in life. Thanksgiving was pretty nice, at least I didn't have to go over to the fam's place, they don't talk to us anyways (long story, don't really feel like explaining, just trust me on this one) so what's the point of going over there? Might as well be comfortable here at home. As far as the female situation is concerned, I'm pretty done with it, I give up. If you're not going to be up and front and honest with me (that goes for anyone and everyone) I don't have a use for you, so don't waste my time. Tomorrow starts the great Christmas shopping spree, and my ass has to be to work by 5:30 in the morning. No doubt we'll have a shitload of people already standing outside in the cold. I tell you, if one of those pricks goes off on me tomorrow about how long they had to stand in line, I'll strangle the fucker. The parent's lawsuit is still ongoing, the insurance company wants to settle, but the problem is that on their end the paperwork keeps changing hands, and they don't return phone calls. So rather than a nice little, out of court issue, this is going to be an all out witch hunt, with those assholes strung up by their dicks in a courtroom, just so my parents can break even. That's right, they won't get anything extra. The amount they are supposed to get, and the amount of all the medical shit is exactly the same. And mind you this has been going on for three years now. Hell my parents will be lucky if their credit is back to normal before they die. If I ever see or meet any of the people involved with the situation, you'll see my picture on the front page of the paper...Those bastards will wish for death before I'm done with them...