Would I like some cheese with that whine?

     Hey, everybody.  I'm not doing too great rit now so I won't be long on here.  I start school tomorrow.  And I have everything set up to drive my new moped to school and back.  It's kind of a hassle, since I'm attending school on the local Air Force base, so there's all these regulations I have to follow.

     But.  It's all set up and I'm good to go.

     Except that today, since about noon and still going, it has been absolutely PISSING ice and freezing rain.  So I get to drive an open air, slow, windshieldless moped to school for my first day of class.  Fifteen miles.  On ice.  In gusting winds and freezing rain.

     Yaay.

     But, I guess that's just par for the course for me these days.  I mean, it seems like, for the last few years...  Hell, the last decade more like...  For the last long while, it seems like I've been taking two steps forward only to stagger back a step when life punches me in the goddamn jaw.

     Seriously.  It's like nothing good can happen to me without a big helping of shit on the side.

     No.  I'm not bitter.  Why do you ask?

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     Ok, I'm cutting myself off here.  Nobody reads this blog to hear me whining about my life.  And when it comes down to it I'm doing fine.  I've got a roof over my head, electricity, water, and food.  I even live close enough to my mom that we can split the Internet bill (via some decent wireless routers). There are a bunch of people doing far worse than me.  And, when you think about it, my real problems aren't really that bad.

     So, don't cry for me, lovelies.  I'm not really that depressed.  Just kinda frustrated.

     Goodnight everybody!