Vent, vent, vent

Salvete all, here I am again. I think I might have a nervous breakdown, but quia te Deus fortitudo mea (You O Lord are my strength.) It seems everything has happened all at once and I'm really straining to deal with it all. The only things I could probably share online include my courses (that I let go until the last minute), my job (that I'm even dreaming about on a regular basis), my car (having issue after issue and since I need my car for work, I NEED MY CAR--therefore it can't go into the shop until my boss goes out of town), and the fact that this week one of the prisoners decided to kick his reputable lawyer off his case and APPOINT HIMSELF as lawyer (this is a prisoner who was illiterate until several years ago--he JUST got a new trial that could get him off death row, so the timing couldn't be more crucial);another prisoner has informed me he might go BACK to death row because someone stole his pillowcases and when he finds the culprit he's going to KILL him;and another prisoner wrote me from the hospital yesterday because he's starving himself. This last guy also just got let off death row, but he wants to be set free instead of having the life sentence he has. Sigh. Why does everyone choose to be crazy all at once? And these are just the prisoners I'm mentioning online.
Well, so I'm venting. I have to. I have little time to vent to anyone else and even now I'm giving up lunch to write this. I'm just looking forward to Christmas when I can go back up North and maybe take a stroll through the woods with my dad, or drink a nice hot cup of tea with my mom, and taste my grandma's famous chicken soup. Ahhh....
Valete--si valent, valeo. (If you all are well, I am well.)

PS Thank you all for commenting on my blog--even though I haven't been checking it as often as usual, it makes me feel good to know you are reading this thing! I love you all a LOT! (But I only love Chuks in that extra-special-cutsie-wootsie sorta way of course; I'm sure you're all very glad to know that.) ;)