Ya know, things only get more intense. Between bouncing house payments, losing a job, and having dreams I'm not sure which way is up anymore. Oh yeah, don't forget blowing the engine on the convertible so I have to ride my bike into work, and NOW, after the driest winter on record, it decides to rain like the bejeezus every day. But only on my commute.

aahhh. if ya can't bitch to the computer, who CAN ya bitch to?