Nobody ever reads this anyway. I am so bored being at home all day that I can't stand it. Too much still lives in boxes from the move. I get what I can put away each day- but it seems endless. So much to give to donations just to make space. I feel guilty giving away stuff my parents worked to buy. Then again, they seem to have been giving away tons of money to all kinds of places each year. I am really fucking sick and tired of telling someone on the phone my parents are dead...only to have them hard sell me on giving me more money. Screw them all at this point. Nobody has been giving me money...EVER. Nobody has given me food or shelter, and there were times when things got really bad for me. It's time everybody else had to make their own way like I have. I have found 80% of the materials I need to get a decent resume' and start looking for work. What a pain, 2500 miles from all my contacts and resources for actually finding work in a new field. Have to do it, or all the grief of schooling wasn't worth it.