WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?

Here is a little update on crap-fest that my life has become in the last couple days.

So last night, due to water damage, James and I sleep on the couch. Needless to say, ouch. In the late morning we have one of the construction dudes come in and look at the big pool of water that has built up in the plastic tarp on our bedroom ceiling. The guy tells us that "it should have been fixed" and the problem might be much much worse than they thought. So we speak to management about our options. We find out we might have to move. Again.

Later, we toured a one bedroom right down the street. Its basically the same as ours, but I like our view better and its on the bottom floor and... you know..... I don't want to fucking move. I'm sick. I'm jet lagged. I'm unemployed and soon-to-be broke. (Plus James will be gone Mon-Wed next week and we cant move til after that. That's like 8 nights of not being in my own bed after not being in it for 3 weeks. )

So the deal is, they fix the leak in the next couple of days, thus fixing the rest of the ceiling and whatnot completely by next week or we just need to move. (Silver lining here is they THINK they found the problem again and expect to be done next week. We'll see about that. Even so, we'll be relatively homeless for the next week).

Later, I decide to get to work on update my blog with all my wonderful pictures (all 1200 of them to choose from!). I use Kodak's software like I have a million times before and when all is said and done I look at what should be a very large file and there are only 25 pictures...
I groan, give up and decide to try again later.

I try again later. It stops loading midway through the process. I look: no pictures. I try it again. It wont even load this time! I try just looking at the pictures on the camera. While turning it on, I'm greeted with a blue screen telling me that my memory card needs to be formatted. If I format my memory card I lose all data. I say no. It says memory card cannot be read. I die inside.

So there it is, kiddos. My dad is going to see what he can do with it later tonight, but as far as he can tell over the phone I'm most likely FUCKED.

Did I do something wrong?!?!? What the hell??? I know I'm complaining a lot and this blog has been kind of a downer, but come on.

I'll let you guys know when I know more. Wish me luck, a soft bed, Vitamin C, and refound pictures.