Ok, so first I'll update you on past journal stuff, then I'll move on to new stuff. So, my fiancé and I spent a few days looking at apartments and found one that is perfect. It's a one bedroom (Yay, no studio for us) that's a good size which is nice. It's also a block away from his school which is really nice (Yay, no driving his ass around for me). We are currently filling out the applications and should turn them in within a few days, the place just came on the market so we would be the first to show any real interest in the place, and, if all goes according to plan, we will be moving in December. Wow... soon right? The only down side is that the place is about an hour away from were we are now, and we have friends here. But it's not like we will be out of state or something. Ideally we'll just have them stay over for the weekend every once and a while or something.

Next, the update I'm sure most of you are kind of waiting for. I went to see the doctor about becoming a medical marijuana patient. I told her my story and her eyes went wide. She was honestly shocked by my injury. It was kind of strange, amazing a doctor whose job it is to deal with pain patients. We talked for a few minutes and did a quick examination, but within ten minutes she told me that, given the situation, she couldn't imagine not giving me the recommendation. So... I'm legal. Still not sure how I feel about it, but I've gone this far right?

Now that that is out of the way, on to the new stuff! Well, last night we celebrated my future mother in law's birthday. I got to see a lot of friends and some of his family that I had been missing so it was really very fun. We ate at this amazing restaurant; the food was mouth wateringly good. So yeah... not earth shattering news, but all and all it was really pleasant.

Now for the inevitable bad stuff. A few nights ago I had a bit of a breakdown. We went to meet a friend, but when we got there, he wasn't around. We called, and it turned out that he had forgotten and had gone to hang out with some other friends without thinking. So as we are talking to him about it over the phone, this other friend of ours starts yelling at us in the background, even going so far as to threaten driving her car through the window of the building we are in. And we are like, "What the hell?!" I start crying because last we heard she was our friend and now she's flipping out and we don't even know why. So my fiancé hangs up the phone and tries to calm me down, but the whole thing brought up some... bad memories. The next day we find out what happened. Apparently she assumed that we were trying to make our friend choose between us or them or something like that, from what she had heard of his side of the conversation. Now I don't know what to feel. I mean I understand that it was a misunderstanding, and that's fine. But doesn’t that kind of assumption speak to her opinion of us? I don't know, I mean it's not as if I want to stop being her friend over it, I'm just sort of questioning what she seems to think of us now. Are we really that evil in her eyes that we would do that over nothing? Oh, well, I think the best thing to do right now is just let it go and move on, but at the same time be a little more weary of her. If something like this happens again I can deal with it then, but one bad night shouldn't be enough to lose a friend over. I hope she takes some thing from this whole thing, it's like that old saying goes: Assuming makes an ass out of u and me (assume= ass u me, get it?).

Alright, that's all for now! Until next time and all that.