So, he didn't win. Dammit people, can't something go our way for a minute? I am buying some lottery tickets today; we have to get a thumbs up from the universe eventually, right? RIGHT?!
Y'know, I totally understand why people, who seem to have no money to spend on cigarettes and booze, smoke and drink. The only way I can think of consoling myself over the deluge of shit that is raining down on our lives lately is to start smoking again and get drunk more often. And maybe do some recreational drugs. I wish I were kidding. I did indulge in a wine-soaked pity party, with a side of melted cheese, after Rob's defeat last night, but I think the key is not get out of the pool of chardonnay, because this morning I'm right back where I started.
Those wood-slat blinds I told you about? The ones I cleaned recently? They're like prison bars. And I should be excited that its harvest time in my garden and I can actually go out there and collect green beans and zucchinis, but there's only so much happiness green beans can bring to a person who doesn't really like vegetable in the first place.
Maybe I'll make Leila watch Pee Wee Herman's Big Adventure with me. I love the part when he is having the meeting with all his friends and associates, and he's on the edge, and he screams, "Is that something you can share with the rest of us, Amazing Larry??!"