Some people might say that I'm paranoid or something when I tell them that I'm just a magnet for bad luck and/or let downs. "It just happens," people tell me over and over. And I used to eat that shit up. I used to take things with a good attitude. I'd tell myself, "At least it can't get any worse."
Those who know me will probably laugh at that. Being that for a long time my life's been like that, but more so now than ever since I've moved back to LA. It never ends. I'll tell you more about everything that I haven't blogged about if you like.
Then there are small things that piss me off as well. Stuff like, I'll order three DVD's and one of them I'd be really excited about watching. Guess which one doesn't play? Then, like shipping our stuff here, I was most excited about my bike coming. Guess what took three times to get it right to get here after being lost? It's just things like that that add up and really gets to me.
So this morning I'm getting ready for work. Jeanne asks if I'm excited that we're going to Vegas tonight to meet my parents and hang out with everyone. I say yes, but I won't be excited until I'm off work. I get ready and leave. The car won't start. Everyday so far, it's worked fine. We got it fully inspected and has a brand new battery. And if it were the battery it wouldn't even do anything at all. A light was probably left on or something.
Agghghghgghhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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