Between pressure from beloved, deluded friends who somehow love me and for some reason don’t feel I’m a selfish taker advantage of-er, and the fact that my folks are phoning back and forth in hushed tones about literally using every penny of their life savings to mostly cover the $1700 I need, I feel a little railroaded. But will be nonetheless humbled and grateful for anything anyone can give. I love you all, you know that.
Bit of a signal boost for my dear Patience Ann. The series of events leading to this chipin is rather long and not easy to type out on the fone, though I hope that someone more eloquent than I will add to this for the uninformed. I know I have quite a few tweasel followers, so this’ll be more useful for them.
There is a strict deadline, June 14, so no sitting on your hands and waiting on this one.
Patience signal boost! Bring frosty fetus home.