tomfoolery at its finest.

It's not that I think anyone truly cares to read the things I have to say, it's that if, on the off chance that there is a person who fits the above description, I can't bare to withhold my brilliance from them. So you're welcome ghost-readers.

In addition, I can't help that it's just what I do. I'm always secretly impressed with people who keep journals and daily diaries with no intention of sharing them. I find when I write things for only myself to read they are painfully cynical and much too self-involved to do any good. But when I write things on obscure Web sites that hold only a small possibility of readership, my ramblings are usually a bit cheerier, and who doesn't need more cheer? Exactly.

I have something to say. It isn't funny or ironic or entertaining in the slightest, so quit yer' readin' now if yer' bored.

What I have to say gives testament to a principle of the world I oft' forget. A simple reminder that I am cursed with the blessing of eternal good fortune. Stop rolling your eyes, trust me, I'm just as big of a believer in the 'jinx' as the next person, but this is bigger than a case of accidental simultaneous speak. It's my fate. In my life, everything just works out. Not immediately, not in the blink of an eye or the twitch of a magical nose (Bewitched reference. you're welcome). It isn't about timeliness or evading suffering. I'm a HUGE believer in the proverbial sentiment, time heals all, and I detest individuals with trial-free, picturesque lifestyles. My point is, the difficulties, the seemingly impossible experiences,the difficult classes and projects, the ridiculous nonsense..always, forgive the repetition, works out.

Case and point: I lost my, very expensive, Jetta car key in January. I was pretty sure I lost it at a bar downtown, but I never had the desire to check, what were the chances it was there? Minuscule. To be blunt, there are episodes of Rock of Love that I have cared more about than this occurrence. I had a spare, (not electronic) and I sucked it up and used this key for the past 4 months. Last night, downtown, I went into the bar, walked up to the bartender told him what my key looked like and in zero time, he handed it to me. Boo ya.