This fail week I get Wonderlands, but have to set it to the lowest settings. But if I want to play, that has to be enough.

This fail week I am feeling both better and worse.

This fail week I do my last in depth investigation of the dead laptop and I continue to struggle with my cold.

This fail week I feel pretty sick, and the final days of my option for a cheap repair/replacement of the dead new laptop come to a close.

This fail week I feel pretty sick, and I worry that the cheap repair/replacement cost for the dead laptop is rapidly coming to a close.

This fail week I feel ok enough to update my website. And I try to continue to hang on to hope that enough help to replace the dead laptop comes before the cheap replacement window runs out.

This fail week I continue to try to put the pieces of me back together. I have a lot of congestion and exhaustion. I try a new free game.

This fail week dealing with the dead laptop is difficult. Having checked and rechecked everything several times, it is now very clear that whatever is wrong is not something I can fix, leaving me with the deal of paying $425 to get it refurbished with really no more coverage, or saving up 2-3x as much for a new one.

This fail week I get final word, the dead laptop shall remain a corpse, and I am back to where I was 1.25 years ago.

This fail week I try to come to terms with the dead husk that is my new laptop, though I make one final plea/complaint in an attempt to get a fair repair/replacement before declaring it a complete loss and putting the brick up for sale.

This fail week the worst days continue, as the new Acer laptop is declared dead, leaving my only option to replace it a $730 cost. I am rapidly thrown back, emotionally, and in laptop options, to roughly 1.5 years ago. I slowly recover my nearing 9 year old Asus to be the everyday laptop.

This fail week is the worst, as it starts with my new laptop dying and Acer saying they want $730 to replace it. I spend all week with it in a local shop, only to get it back several days later saying they aren't equipped to repair the issue making me take it to a second shop that possibly can. The loss, and return to my old laptop that's in its own stages of death, causes me to return to having P.T.S.D. type panic attacks over my own death.

This fail week things are freezing cold. I finally feel ok enough to do some stuff with site updates.

This fail week Xmas time comes and goes. With help from before, the end of year bills are paid, and with a bit more of Xmas gift monies I will likely pre-order a nice game.

This fail week I get to be inside for a little bit. My back is still stiff, but not as pained as it has been.

This fail week I paid the important bills. I feel a bit sick, and my back is killing me.

This fail week I am feeling a bit better since there is enough money to take care of the bills coming soon.

This fail week I am insideish, but I continue to be extremely worried about the bills, as Turkey day has passed, no other help or gift money has come, and it seems unlikely help will come before the big bill is due.

This fail week I am very worried about the bills, and my mind becomes fixated on my death.

This fail week I am inside for a brief moment. Stress and worry about the bills takes a toll.

This fail week there is a literal fat stack of money. As winter and the holidays come, I grow very cold, and very homesick.

This fail week there is a lot of physical and emotional pain, and a lot of worry about the upcoming bills.

This fail week I am told I have a new bill that's coming. I'm choking with a closed throat again from the stress and worry over bills. And I get a new dongle to use my wireless headphones again.

This fail week I discover the cold I have is some kind of super cold, and may last about four weeks. I get some time inside.

This fail week I have fun with my new MMO, but still feel pretty sick.

This fail week I am feeling pretty sick. I have a lot of headaches, sneezing, general fatigue and exhaustion, and I either have extreme appetite, or no appetite.

This fail week I get a tiny bit of extra insideish time. I have a sneezy cold. And my new MMO finally launches.

This fail week I am officially released from jury duty. I get a couple of days in sanctuary. My life begins to return to homeless normal.

This fail week there is more stress and lost sleep worrying about jury duty.

This fail week I am called to jury duty. The stress and fear of needing to serve weeks in a court as me shaken and feeling like the early days; where I could break down and start uncontrollably crying or throwing up at any second.

This fail week I have various pains.

This fail week my heart, or the area around my heart, feels bad, and I worry about that. Another homeless birthday comes and goes.

This fail week I am a bit headachy, and miss many cooked foods.

This fail week I get some unexpected inside time, and my new MMO gets delayed from the end of this month to the end of next, leaving me feeling a bit of a loss at losing it.

This fail week I feel a bit sick still. I'm pretty exhausted and homesick feeling.

This fail week I feel a bit sick, and I peek at a new world.

This fail week the swallowing issue gets better then worse again. I have a few days inside, but being outside seems extra stressful on my body.

This fail week the swallowing issue gets worse. A few days I feel congested, sneezy, and very tired.

This fail week the swallowing issue gets better. I have some time inside. And the swallowing issue gets worse again.

This fail week there is tooth pain, still difficulty eating and reduced appetite, and I was given a big gift to help lift my mood, which immediately had to be spent all on tires.

This fail week there is extreme heat, return to the library during its few hours per day, extreme depression, and great fear for my poor health.

This fail week it seems there are more days I feel sick with congestion and exhaustion than not. There are even a few migraines, which makes me again worried something might be wrong internally and that my sick feelings aren't just from constant extreme stress.

This fail week I feel exhausted still.

This fail week I feel kind of sick, and also very sad.

This fail week I start sheltered, and end back in a regular homeless life. I feel extra home sick.

This fail week I get my second vaccination poking, and the car clears smog yet again, clearing me for another two years.

This fail week my allergies are still going crazy. The weather heats up and it becomes shorts weather.

This fail week my allergies are going crazy. There is much lost sleep from my nose being completely blocked up.

This fail week I get the first vaccine poking. I suppose it makes me feel a bit safer, but I wonder more and more lately with everything that's going on, and with so many others in bad spots in life, if I have any real odds of ever recovering once things do start to reopen.

This fail week I get a bit of time in the ex-garage. I'm showered and things are washed. I return to my outside spot to find a growing tiny ant colony, and a connection that's disconnecting with increasing frequency as time goes on.

This fail week I have a lot of fun with a new game. A potentially disturbing march happens Saturday that winds up not disturbing me.

This fail week there are two stranger visits to my spot, both getting much too close. I deal with further issues with the car light. Another bunny day comes and goes.