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A lemming from kangitanka3...

The ballad, I; I shun the world,    Its bustle and its noise, Its busy hasty rushing crowds    And bright consumer toys. Indeed, I sometimes like the old    Because it's not the new; And if you think that's strange or wrong,    I might not much like you. What Poetry Form Are You?

The towing company has the keys to the Saturn, and I've a check to cover the deposit for the engine transplant (thank you, C!)... but I'm out of soda, the milk's gone bad (cursed me out it did, then mounted its' motorcycle and sped off), and I'm going just a little bit mad...

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Before anyone asks... it's simply been a bad day on the pain scale. I've also watched my portable chaos field chainfire through several others near me.

The towing company originally detailed to pick up the car this morning lost both of their wreckers to mechanical failures in attempts to pick up the Saturn. The 'backup' company lost their -only- wrecker in an accident after he was dispatced after the car (blessedly, the driver was unharmed). When the neighbor attempted to go to the store for me, his alternator failed in the shopping center parking lot and needed replacing, turing a 10 minute trip into a 4 hour nightmare complete with a bitching wife and two screaming kids. My father attempted to swing by the house tonight to drop off some frozen goods, and blew out both tires on the right side of his Suburban.

I'm feeling very isolated and alone right at the moment, but I -know- my friends love me. I'm not on the 'brink of doing something stupid', just feeling blue as I watch disasters ripple around me.

This isn't exactly a new experience for me, but it -is- one I thought I'd put behind me.

Maybe I should change deodorants?

*hugs*
~Ellie-chan