A load of crap just dumped on my head.

That's what it feels like anyway. As of the end of February, I don't have a job. I kinda knew this was coming, and my brother is my landlord, so given the rest of the world's woes, this news is small beans. But it's really a buzz kill, and the stress has drastically reduced both my sex drive and my desire to top.  And it's tax season, which means dealing with money yucki-ness. So not sure how much locking and loading will be going on.
-Key"holder"