Ok… so I am crazy… what of it.

Another week… another way for God to mock me. A team of world class seamtresses couldn’t hem fast enough to put this back together. Is it because I actually try to be a good person instead of just going with what ever is going on around me (actually… thats kind of an unfair question at the moment… but I did technically stop what ever it was that was happening — thats ambiguous mostly because I don’t know what it was that I stopped)? And if any of you think that is over dramatic… I beg you to call me and ask what happened, you’ll probably think I’m being reserved.

I’m starting to think a Shakespearian style tragedy on Lifetime wouldn’t do my life justice. Quite honesly, I don’t think there is any form of theatrical entertainment that could capture the true nature and meaning in my life (if there is meaning, an idea which has been fading quickly for sometime). I’m still alive, let that be comfort to you all.