Oh look who it is. I've finally come out of my dark hole to bring you some news... Yes, sadly, no finished chapter.

The fact is, I have NEVER been happy with chapter 5... I think it's chapter 5. It happens too fast. So, I want to re-write chapter 5 before I do anything else on this fic.

However, don't expect anything quickly. My life has taken a pretty large down turn... again. Why?

Well, I witnessed a plane crash for one thing. Not up close and personal, but it has certainly had a profound effect on me.

I love airshows. I was at an airshow when the plane came down, taking 11 people with it. I went to another display ten days ago (October 4th)... I'm unfamiliar with procedures there, as they did stuff REALLY low... too low for me. I had panic attacks, just expecting planes to crash. It was horrible, I couldn't enjoy myself.

Landlord issues... for over two years, I've lived in the same ground floor room. Now, she wants me to move upstairs... as an aspergic, this hasn't exactly gone down well with me. I've been fretting about it for WEEKS, I just don't WANT it to happen. Don't suggest I talk to her about it, there's literally nothing I can do. And that makes me feel even worse.

Some of you may think I'm craving for attention... yeah, maybe I am. But that's because I don't have ANY FUCKING FRIENDS. Oh sure, I have people in my world of tanks clan, but I've only met ONE of them, and he's 10 years my senior. Not to mention, some of them don't live in the same country as I do.

And then there's my sleeping issues... oh I sleep fine, it's just going to bed that I have an issue with.

So here I am, a tired, depressed, aspergic author, trying to please people when he can't please himself...