Clearly, nothing in my life can be simple.

Yeah, my relationships are messed up, but hey, who's isn't? I can't even go get groceries without some debacle that transpires when my newly converted single-speed's chain loosens, jumps to a bigger cog which then wrenches the wheel into the side of the frame and bending the axle, leaving me stranded three miles from home with a messanger bag full of groceries and a toe that's bleeding from trying to kick the wheel back into place. I walked home in the dark with a sandal full of blood. Yay me.

Then I can't close on my house in south bend because someone broke in and STOLE THE FREAKING COPPER PIPES! The meth kids must be pretty hard up for cash in 'ol South Bend. Super. Just super.