Occasionally, the circle of life runs right over me. The last two months have been thoroughly roadkill and I haven't been inclined to post much about it until I'd gotten some distance, or at least gathered confidence that life wasn't going to back up to finish the job.
Tired of being the odd man out, I joined the ranks of the underemployed. Matching The Great Harry Houdini, my finances disappeared. Thanks to my hearing apparatus being at the shop, I almost lost Kate. Within the space of a week, life had Stephen Kinged me.
What now? Well, folks, I couldn't tell you. My relationship with life has always been something of an off-again on-again thing, so while she's off, I figure it's a good time to do my hair and start clubbing. Whether or not I mean dancing or bludgeoning remains to be seen.
Posted by Matt at September 27, 2008 03:25 PM