I can't really say luck has ever been a friend of mine, but as of recent it seems to be even less than an aquaintence, I can honestly say I've had the worst week of my life. I seem to excel in doing things or failing to do things that result in people getting fucked off , I've been as sick as half of Mexico and I've managed to ruin everything I've put my hands on. I'm typing this from the family desktop after spilling water on my Mac which FYI isn't covered by my warranty (only reiterates the fact that Apple are money-grabbing fat cat bastards) I think I'd find more fortune in the public funding expenses than in my life right now.
Being drugged to the max means I am having difficulty being articulate. I keep slurring my words and making little sense so socialising is about as appealing as a stroll through Kuwait right now. I've lost all the work I'd started for my novel on my Macbook so I generally feel like any molecule of intellect I have left has vanished in a haze of water damage.
Although I'm failing to formulate any notion of sense or interest right now I'm really glad Misha won BNTM, that is all.
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