Communication in my family is more buggered than ever; now there is a false rumor that somebody died. Spoiler alert, he didn't. The only good thing about this week is that I finished my biggest book ever. And it's safely stored online...at least, until the site is taken down. It's been up since 1998, but the way my luck is going, it'll be obsolete before the new year. The snowfall caused my window to frost over and cause a flood in my bedroom, there was water on my wires; the neighbor who helped us evict the dumbass is now turning into him...so we pretty much have to go through all this shit all over again.
And earlier this year, one of my friends died, then another one announced that she's dying, and another friend's husband just had a heart attack.
And I just closed off the worst save of The Sims 3 I ever had. And, apparently, my blood isn't getting enough oxygen, so I'm basically suffocating in my own body. And for some strange reason, my pee and my tears and my menstrual blood are cold. Maybe it's a link.
I am not fucking happy. I just want one thing, one fucking thing, to go my way. For once in my life.
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