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Thanks to the brother of idiocy who could not fucking figure out how to write a letter and get it witnessed and dated, I am without health insurance.

One hole plugged, another gets stabbed open...

So Martin, brother-responsible-for-my-health-insurance-issue, is back on the ball and totally willing to help me out there.

The other brother Morgan? I get home to hear his plans for completely clearing out the house by labor day this year. I don't mean clearing out the junk, getting mom's stuff taken care of, cleared out.

I mean everyone and everything out of the house.

He's not going to stop pushing for this, and he even got Martin breaking in emotion over that because there is no WAY we can do this. Not with our jobs, finding a new place to live, consolodating our stuff, going through all of mom's things...

I just..

Not even getting the first part of my Bordertown Grand Prize today is going to put a dent in this.