I am so tired of life right now. Too much has happened to me lately. Despite repeatedly requesting that I get child support enforcement, I finally found out that they hadn't reopened my case. Theoretically they are sending me the paperwork so it WILL get reactivated, but considering I thought they were going to do that months ago, I'm not holding my breath. If I don't have the papers this week, I'll call them again. I also found out they are shutting my internet off. I use a Verizon wireless care to access the net. I live in the middle of nowhere and we don't even have a phone line run to the mobile home we are living in. I connect at 14.4 through what is basically a cellular modem. It's expensive, $60 a month. And they are shutting me off. Why? Because I upload stuff. Not even illegal stuff. Apparently in the fine print of the contract it says that the connection is to be used for e-mail and surfing the web. You can even download legal songs and stuff. But no uploading of anything or streaming video or audio. Well, I'm an artist and so is Nina. We upload our stuff to www.deviantart.com in the hopes that one day somebody will buy one of our prints. We had no idea we couldn't upload our pictures and stuff. So, as of the 11th, they are cutting off our internet. No warnings, just simply cancelling our account. I've found a Sprint wireless deal so that we can get access still, but I don't have the cash for it. It's going to cost around $150 to get it started and prolly require a deposit of $150. I'm trying to sell my comic books so we can do it but so far there's no bids on them on eBay. Hell of a 39th birthday present, eh? Yeah, that's the icing on the cake. I turn 39 on the 19th. It SUCKS.

Well, due to severe financial hardship, I have been forced to begin selling off my comic book collection. It sucks. I am posting them a few at a time on eBay. I will probably be selling them over the next week or so. You can check out my auctions here: http://myworld.ebay.com/twelveofeight/

Go buy something. Look at it as a charitable donation.

Well, I've certainly had an interesting week. I just spent 5 and a half hours in the ER with my daughter Nina. She had abdominal pain in her right side. This had started the night before and she didn't bother to tell me about it. She was at grandma's. So I talked to her on the phone today and still she hadn't mentioned it and mom called me later to let me know. So I came into town and took her out to the after hours clinic at our family doctor's office. They said since her pain was so bad to the touch and since the lab staff had gone home for the night I should take her to the ER to make sure it wasn't her appendix. A few years ago her father had his appendix rupture and nobody caught it for like almost three weeks. We kept taking him to doctors and nobody could figure it out. :P So, after having been there for an hour and a half we went to my mom's to get stuff. The laptop, books, my knitting. I knew better than to go to the ER without some way to amuse myself. I've been sick enough often enough that I know the ER procedures inside and out. And we spent five and a half hours there. They analyzed her blood and urine. Nothing. So she got her first CT scan. On the plus side it's not her appendix. On the down side it IS an ovarian cyst. Which means that can happen every month. :( I guess we will have to see. They sent home a script for motrin for her, but I think I'll see if I can find her a good gyno. She's 12. I just feel like she shouldn't have to deal with crap like this yet.

I'm tired. I let Nina do my makeup last night so I could take a couple of pictures. I wanted to use one on a personal ad (yeah, I've decided I want to meet somebody). I came out looking even deader than normal. I realize that being a redhead with freckles that my complexion is that of baking powder, but the way she did my makeup I really looked warmed over. Not to say it was all bad, but not quite what I was wanting to present to a potential date, ya know? Of course, I doubt any pic taken of me I would like. I hate the way I look. I always feel so ugly. :P

As if I didn't have enough excitement this week, my cat Meow decided to give birth yesterday. On my bed. On my side of my bed. Well, she started out on my side. The thing was that while she was in labor she wanted to lay next to the dog. Of course Roxy didn't really want anything to do with that. It was freaking her out. But she would move over, then Meow would move over. Then I'd have to move the towels. She was half laying on Roxy having these massive contractions and the poor dog just wanted to run but I convinced her to stay. I think Meow appreciated it. She had five kittens in all. Three are mostly if not all black and the other two are quite stripey. It's really tough to tell until they are a couple days old because their coloring changes a little in the first few days.