Update - Lots of bad but some pretty good.

A lot has gone down in the time I've been gone.

Be warned that what follows is a long rant/vent, and although I know that this website isn't 'exactly' the place for personal sob-stories, I've found people here to always be very welcoming and a blog is a good place as any to collect my thoughts. Of course, none of you here are obligated to read this at all, and I wouldn't blame you. It's a bummer piece!

I haven't had internet for months, which on the surface might sound nice, a little time to unplug. But to a regular cellar-dwelling meme goblin like myself it was absolute hell. With no YouTube or Facebook, I had very little to distract my mind with. Personal pet-projects to keep me entertained are one thing, but with silence comes time to think and when I think for long periods of time, I go a little mad.
I know, I'm a ray of sunshine.
Living with people I hate- but having no real choice in the matter until I get a place of my own, one of which stole several things from me, more on that later, I was in my room for the vast majority of that time. The only one I cared for, and the only actual family in the house, of course being my mother. To remove the silence, I had Archer seasons 1-4 on Dvd basically on loop the entire time, always running in the background. I would play games like Skyrim, Fallout New Vegas/4, Assassin's Creed III, and of course DS2, and I even spent some time on a personal project for Minecraft. A Dungeon Siege 1/LOA/2/BW-inspired resource pack. And I've made a lot of progress, unlike the several projects over the years I couldn't get myself to really commit to, this one struck a cord with me and I've been working on it since.

Things got complicated for me when my PC died- for reasons I still cannot figure out. I am leaning toward bad RAM cards, and I pray that's the issue. Most of my PC is totally replaceable except for three major, high-grade components. The GPU, Processor, and of course all the information on my Hard-drive.
I'm hoping I didn't lose all that progress, and I have no way of checking as it still hasn't been solved.

So that sucked.

And now, only recently (Having only learned about this last week and having to do something about it just yesterday) It turns out that we're being kicked from our house, as we were very far behind on the rent. Mum was out of a job and the people living with us were useless, even moreso than myself. Luckily I've grown to hate the place after all the things that have happened there over the... just under two years we've been there. Although it was the first time in a long time where I even had my own room, that flimsy door with no lock did little to protect from sticky fingers whenever I was away. In total I've been robbed of over $200, a tungsten-carbide ring that meant very much to me, and all of my Xbox Games. 25-30 of them just vanishing. That only happened when I came back home a few days ago.

See, I've been staying with my friend for the past week or two as things at home grew more and more tense, only when I returned to pack my things as mum instructed did I find my drawers of games empty. I know a collection of videogames isn't something to get so worked over, but honestly, how low do you have to be to steal that? Luckily the culprit, a hood-rat named Rick who had been staying with us for a long time, pilfering even more from my mother than me, is now gone. Though I'm afraid it may be too little too late.

Now, as we're losing the place, my friend and his parents have been more than generous to let me stay even longer, to help bring all my things over and to basically live here for a few weeks until things get sorted, or... however long it takes. Though I have no plans to overstay my welcome, so I figure the least I can do while I'm here is get my life started- get a job and get in shape and help out around here, and maybe even get over the whiny, self-absorbed attitude I've grown from living in my own world for so long. If I had to explain it, I'd self-diagnose as clinically depressed, though I wonder if that's just an excuse I've made up to justify my attitude and inability to self-motivate.
Myself, Myself, Myself, Me Me Me.

I'm not sure what my mother has planned for herself, or even if she has a place she can go, she won't tell me. I know it's practically tradition for a parent to keep their kin in the dark about troubling things, but I can't help worry.

I've got some more things I need to get from home, in fact I believe the only thing of mine going into storage is my bed. Luckily my friend's sister moved out not too long ago, and her room is pretty big with plenty of space for my things. My own room was pretty tightly packed, you see.
So now I'm here, living under someone else's roof with no plan to speak of. Funny, though, that the urge not to be a burden is more motivation than, I feel, I've ever had.

I've decided, when I'm feeling up to it, to continue working on the resource pack for Minecraft as it's one of the few things I enjoy doing right now, I'm burnt out on most everything else. Although until I know if I can get the Data off my Hard-Drive I'm going to stick to replacing the sounds. This old Laptop is too much of a drag to work on textures, even if only for Minecraft.

So that's the majority of what's been going on with me, I hope things have at least been going better for you. If not, then maybe it'll be comforting to know that you're not the only one. Wouldn't say this is a return, not too sure how active I'll be able to be. But I do like to keep people updated and remind them that I'm still kicking. And in the case of this site in particular, remind you that I still support all the impressive work that's being done here.
But of course I will be back, and hopefully with less negative things to share. In fact I'll try and visit here more often now that I've got internet, if only to keep up with what's going on.