Pretty lame

So, not much to write about but I'm going to try my hand at prediction. You see, I have bad luck. I'm okay with it because it's usually never horrible luck - it's just bad enough to cause my blood pressure to spike - so, I take medication - whaddya do? So, yesterday all day I kept telling myself I needed to pay my car note b/c it's due tomorrow and sure enough I forgot. So, when I went in to do it online (after hours) from the bank's website it's through a third party and doesn't give any indication how in advance you must pay before it shows up at the bank. So, I call and I get some foreign dude who tells me not to worry that they give a 10 day grace period - which just sounds way too good to be true. The frustrating part about this is A) I've recently moved and the banks website wouldn't just change my address - it required a 10 day process B) My bank mailing address is different than the bank mailing address for the auto loan C) the third party payment processing system gave no way for me to cancel the payment after it was sent. So, here's my prediction: I will acquire a late fee - some way-some how my payment will be late - either by return due to the address or the foreign dude who told me I had a 10 day grace period didn't know what the f*^% he was talking about - or just decided to make that s*&% up.

Origin of title

Story of my life - I have no real ambition, I have no real talents, I have no stick-to-it've-ness. I'm one big ball of ADD. That's me. So, when I started this back in 12/09 it was b/c I thought surely I can make a small goal a day and stick to it....it lasted the day it was conceived!!

Yesterday I had an epiphany. You see, I left the house in a big hurry. I grabbed the only dress in the closet that didn't need ironing, dressed and ran out the door - once I got to the office I realized I had a weekend's worth of stubble in eyesight since I'd spent most of the weekend at the hospital with my dad (who is doing fine as we speak). I let myself off the hook thinking, "c'mon who'll be looking at MY legs - do I even look at anyone's legs anymore?". So, the epiphany came after the incident at Target. I had to run in and just grab a couple of items, I'm at the register paying and behind me, unbeknownst to me, something had spilled on the floor right at my feet. Before I knew it I've got two really hunky twenty-somethings on their knees right at my feet with towels. They were right there, man. No escaping it - stubble in the face. As I'm leaving, shaking my head I thought about venting to someone but thought who'd believe it and really who would care? That's when it hit me - if all these incidents that happened to me on a daily basis were accumulated - they'd amount to a hilarious comic strip. I mean just a couple days earlier I had a male dressing room attendant open the door on me bare chested in front of the world just seconds after he'd let me in - that stuff doesn't happen to anyone but ME!!! And on top of that I'd get a chance to vent and get it off my chest - maybe it'll be therapeutic in a way. So, there's the first post of the new blog - hope it makes someone feel better about themselves or at the very least maybe doing this will make me feel better.