Fuck. My. Life. (Nothin' to to do with TNB)

[Black Aeronaut]

JAYSUS BA.  What MCPO's coffee did you piss in back in the day to earn this much Devine bad Karma????

This level of "Something went wrong" is the usual thing for me, and part of why in TNB I had it that the Megami and Demons were both fucking stumped over my character's karma.  Write what you know and all.

Other examples:

The pickup truck I bought mostly using money Brent sent me getting towed for not having a parking sticker... not even 24 hours after its arrival from Minneapolis, and on a weekend where it would have taken an act of god to get a parking sticker.

To add insult to injury, the towing company billed me an additional $90 on top of the regular charges because they mixed up my truck with another vehicle that was towed in from outside city limits.  The upshot was that once they realized their mistake, that combined with the fact I had just gotten in with the truck the other night from out of state had them so fucking mortified that they eventually reversed all the charges.  I was still out an entire day's worth of sleep, and on a night I had to work.  Saying I was stressed that night is putting it mildly.

Going through the trouble of pulling the engine and transmission from my Saturn SC1 to to a fucking HUGE laundry list of repairs in hopes of getting it reliably running again....

....except I did too good of a job at cleaning everything up, and then forgot that this little engine only takes 4 quarts of oil instead of the usual 5.  It was so clean on the inside that I couldn't see the oil level on the dipstick.  So, I wound up blowing the front and rear main seals.

Again.

Oh, and also I somehow fucked something up in the transaxle's differential.  Don't ask me how - I'm not even sure of what got fucked up because I'd have to pull the thing out again and crack it open to find out.

My brother getting into an accident with the Jetta because some fucking cunt of a man couldn't keep it in his fucking pants and had to do a last-second dive for a driveway.  And also, the insurance company trying to total out the car, despite Texas state law saying that a vehicle's repair cost must exceed the cash value (not the trade-in value) of the vehicle.  (Cash value before the accident: $8,400.  Repair estimates: between $5,500 to $6,900.  AND they only wanted to give me just barely enough to finish paying off the vehicle in return for totaling it.  The stunned silence on the phone when I literally told them to go pound sand was glorious.)

I can go on and on and on with all the fucked up shit that's been going on in my life over the last few years.  And that's not even getting into my past of being abused as a child by my stepfather and being all-but brainwashed into thinking I was a piece of human garbage.

So it's not so much what MCPO's coffee I pissed in.  It's more like how many nuns did I kill and orphanages did I burn down in a previous life?

Oh, and progress has been made...



Aside: my brother, who resides in this space, has requested a small ceiling fan.  No better time than now, I guess.