So. Mom has multiple sclerosis. Doctor thinks that she might have had it since she was 30. I don't really know what multiple sclerosis is. All the medical dramas on t.v. basically show it as a slow disease where people temporarily lose function of a certain part or parts of their body, and it gets worse and worse and the loss of function becomes permanent as time progresses. So basically, Mom probably won't be traveling the world in her retirement as she hoped she would. She'll be sitting in a wheelchair in a home somewhere because she trained us so well as a family to be unsupportive of each other. Congratulations, Mom.

Bushwick, Baby!

I moved back into Erica's apartment last weekend. So far, I've just been slowly setting up. Her apartment is rather grody, and I cleaned it up a bit during my last stay, but it had since gone back to its own ways. I got Erica to clean with me tonight. We'd talked about it with the other girls, having it be a cleaning party. Somehow it didn't feel that way. Erica didn't seem to be in a good mood at all. Rachel did her thing, and I scrubbed down the appliances and threw out a yucky old bag of flour filled with mealworms. Did get distracted at one point by the boyfriend calling me from Haiti. It's been 3 weeks now and he says he's hoping to be back by Sunday.
I was talking to Rachel's boyfriend who is a handy guy. He's been trying really hard to find a job here in the city and then I found out he's a high school dropout. No wonder. Even the verizon service people all have GEDs and they're all as dumb as rocks. He is certainly much smarter than a rock, but just by not having a GED, he is automatically not a candidate. Michael's having a hard enough time finding work without a college degree. To not even have a high school one...wow, that's rough.