All's Well that Goes on Interminably

Today shall be the completion of my first week in my new Architectural Drafting class, which the shelter I'm staying in has been gracious enough to pay for. It's kinda neat. I have to go to court on the fifth of May for the family case--dread.

Have mediation on the third of June for the family case--don't really know what to expect.

Have court for the criminal case on the fourteenth of June--not sure at all that I want to go, ya know? Dreading that one big time. It could spell the end, ya know? It would probably do to get me snail mail addresses if you're interested in still hearing from me, should the worst come to pass.

That way, if you don't hear from me shortly after the fourteenth, then you'll know to expect a letter.

The shelter paid for the class, and is willing to pay for the supplies, but of course, they take two weeks or so to get the requests filled, and they don't reimburse for anything that you have to pay out becasue they take too fucking long.

I have to go out and try to find another job, one that has a scehdule not quite so conflicting with the class, which is in the evenings.

I am also considering seeing if I can sneak a Pell grant outta the system, so that I can try and find myself somewhere a little more private to live till all this shit settles itself.

Until the future,
I am,
Phil Rancid