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After a ridiculously long week of shit luck (no relation to the song), I have finally managed to realize things could be worse. But they could also be better- I mean, I'm posting from my Wii that isn't really mine as much as it's Shaun's, but enough about that.
So if you're wondering why I am engaging in such a tedious task, it is because the power connector to my laptop is so fucked up that even "ghetto rigging" has showed no luck.

But that is the least of my worries.

Last Friday my purse was taken and my phone, along with gift cards and who knows what, was stolen. I was, however, able to recover my purse with most of its contents.

Last night, although a Friday, marked the beginning of a better week. I guess I could also say it marked the end of a shitty one. According to Shaun, I had six beers, but I will continue to stick with my firm belief that I only had five.

Although always enjoyable, the beer wasn't the only perk, nor was the fact that it was Killian's Irish Red and Shiner's new black lager (fucking delish); the real perk was playing my Microkorg with Mouthbreather.

It was pretty hilarous when some obviously coked up/cracked out freak banged on the door and "threatened" to call the cops because we apparently sucked- we'll just ignore the fact that we were clearly jamming unwritten, unpracticed songs that really weren't even songs.

So she proceeded to blurt a bunch of increasingly incoherent obscenities when I finally raised the question, "Are you on CRACK?!!?" Needless to say, that concluded her visit.

And the moral of this post...

Don't be intimidated by random weirdos under the influence of controlled substances.