Two times in a row now I have put my clothes in the washer, dumped the soap in, and then walked away without starting it or even closing the lid. Yesterday I walked back over to it a couple hours later to move the

I don't want to talk about it. By the way, this one had a hole in it.

Well, every day the title of this blog seems to become more and more the theme of my life.  It's my fault really; I accept full responsibility. Today's obstruction resulted in about 16 frantic phone calls (only one that was

This entry is intended to be completely serious. I am currently dying. I am dying a slow and painful death. A death of misery and suffering. A death that is unstoppable and unpreventable. I am dying from my mutating, mating, miserable canker sores from

I finally broke down and took one of those personality tests because the world has now come to a point that if you don't know what "color" you are, you can't have a normal conversation. I have been