Soooooooo.  You guys KNOW how crazed my life is.  Actually, you don’t know the specifics, but trust me.  You don’t want to know.

My life right now is Murphy’s Law, sometimes also known as Sod’s Law and Finagle’s Law.  They basically all say the same thing — you know:  If anything can go wrong, it will, at the worst possible time.  Then there’s Flanagan’s Precept, which says that Murphy, Sod, and Finagle were optimists.  (It’s all in Wikipedia — trust me.  If I had time to go seek out all the links and add them here, I wouldn’t be so stressed, right?  RIGHT?????????)

So, anyway, after a really long day at work, followed by a really long evening at school (Miss Priss had to cheer at a basketball game), I went home with the intention of getting online, checking on all my online orders, checking e-mail to see what had shipped so that I could see if half of it is going to be here in time for me to wrap it and get it ready to take to Atlanta for Christmas, and breathing a little more easily.  Wanna know what happened?

I repeat.  DO. YOU. WANT. TO. KNOW. WHAT. HAPPENED?????

 See ya.

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