So, I think I'm being punished for having such a good couple of weeks. First off, I get rained out of the Renn Faire. Second, I catch a slight cold, leaving me all wibbly. Next, Brent is supposed to come home after work to eat dinner with me and watch a movie. Never shows up. Find out he has pretty much taken a chunk out of his wrist breaking in to his own car to get his keys out. I have to clean up the flappy dead flesh and try not to cry and vomit at the same time. Then I realize my phone isn't charging. Only to find out that the HTC One has a flaw that pretty much completely disables the charging feature. (If it just so happens to happen to you.) And of course, I'm in that bottom %3 that get all of the horrible side effects from medicine and other bullshit. So of course this would happen to me. Next on the list is I take it to the AT&T store to find out that my warranty expired literally 4 days ago. Leaving me with almost no means of communication besides my laptop (which I really NEVER use.) Now, I have no way of getting a new phone without paying the $699 that the phone actually costs. My plans tonight have fallen through almost completely and I'm left home alone with my cat and Netflix. I was supposed to have dinner, but that has also fallen through.
I really don't think that I'm supposed to have nice things or be happy. Ever.
I always feel that way - Its like, make noodle pic with super cute eyes of me being EXTRA HAPPY - See the rainbows and doggies (I like doggies) and cosplay with Blu happy - Then tape it to the wall - Then put on some really nice, expensive electric-shock resistant lineman boots for people who work on telephone poles. The knee-length ones. Then full body force KICK THE SHIT OUT OF MY FACE OVER AND OVER (until prints appear). Repeat this as often is as needed to remind you that human beings suck and nothing is good for long enough to be good... or something... *kick kick kick kick*
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