Well, I've just moved, and started living on my own, but for now I'm holding up, I think. The fact that I make good money will probably be a help in that department.
Bunch of fucking morons at the hospital claim I owe then $2500 for a biopsy that insurance was supposed to absorb, and the hospital is hem-hawing about the full billing amount insurance needs to pay the rest. I'm going to throttle someone tomorrow if they give me any more trouble.
The sad thing being that I crave the Metropolis. Every now and then, though, I love to get away from it all and eat nothing but potatoes in the middle of nowhere.