This Sh** Is Bananas

I recently heard a friend lament about how he would like a vacation from life. Amen. A guy got his head bashed in today at work. I am trying to schedule a personal visit to the Remand centre to see a family member. I may have cable, but I may also have bed bugs. I need a break from life. More and more it seems apparent that my line of work chose me so that I can better deal with my personal life. Fun. So very much fun. I need a break. Amen? Amen.

Ring-A-Ling!

Hi there. It is Christmas. I moved into my new house at the beginning of the month. Our furnace broke down not once, but twice. We got fumigated for bed bugs twice. My stove doesn't work. Some pipes are frozen due to poor insulation. My vitamin D is low and I think I might have SAD. My toes got a little frost bite. I could go on and on. But instead I will just say that my dream to be left alone while in community has finally been realized. I am a home owner. I have my own kitchen (with no stove...). I have my own kitchen.

Back to Christmas. My mom got a Wii. She really likes fake bowling. I really like to watch her fake bowl. I got a letter from my aunt. The gist of the letter was that she is good friends with one of the dudes that I wrote a fan letter to. I think he showed her the card and she said "hey, that's my niece". Weird. I'm not so sure how I feel about one more person more fully realizing that my social skills are not always up to par. I wrote someone a fan letter. I warm hearts. I wish someone would warm my feet. I wish I were a little bit taller/wish I were a baller/wish I had a...