Why is it that I feel so defeated?

spill

I don't remember when good news came at such a bad time. This shouldn't be a difficult decision, but the whole situation stresses me out more than anything has in the past few months. I think it goes deeper though. The proverbial straw that breaks this camel's back is a free refrigerator, ready for pickup. Someone ends up losing no matter which way you go. What's so different this time?

everything changes.

ayo my head is bumpin

Still no fridge. The internet is finicky like no other. The toilet still only flushes half the time. The bathroom fan doesn't really do much. Our closet is minus one closet rod. Our door doesn't close. If not for the incredible location, this place would be fantastic.

Once in a while you open your eyes to something and you can't get the image out of your head. It might be that that image fried your retinas, but the concept is the same. You're changed. Now what? Visit an eye doctor? Make do with your compromised eyesight? No, the image superimposes itself onto everything you focus on, even on the things you can't quite make out. It becomes a part of you.

I figure it takes about $0.08 to drive one mile with my car. I could save ten bucks a month by driving 30 less miies a week.

98% of life is showing up. Or so they say. I'll give it a try.

not because of what i've done, but because of who you are

You sparked something. I don't know what exactly, but I'm pretty sure you sparked it. I don't even know if it's the spark that burns everything down or the spark that burns after every flame has been put out or the spark that flashes and quickly burns out. What do I do now?

hypothetically speaking, of course.

So far, everything at The Oven is great. Skylink Communications really blows, the toilets don't like to flush, our neighbor thinks were all perverts and her fiance wants to be a tough guy, and the boxes never go away. I have yet to visit the Lab while I live here. If I wasn't so lazy, I'd take care of something. Damn inertia.

I had one exhausting dream today. I guess it went from 7:30am to 2:00pm. I remember part of it was like Grey's Anatomy, because I think I remember seeing some of the characters, and some patient died because of a mistake they made and things got really bad when they tried to cover their asses.

As bad as the Bears played today, the way their defense and specail teams pulled out the V in the end give me hope for the rest of the season. Un. de. feat. ed. (for now).

I'm getting cabin fever.