worst month ever.

We’ve all had bad months.   Ones where we wind up with food poisoning, or have to get a root canal, or perhaps a loved one dies.  But do you ever get the ones where each week presents a new problem?  I think if i could look back upon the history of my life, this would be the worst month ive ever had. 

For those of you that don’t know me, let me set your mind at ease and let you know that i am not some emo guy.  I don’t listen to music about inhaling inside paper bags, dream in shades of black, or have some sort of distorted bitter views on the world around me.  I think most would find me generally a happy person.  So me talking about a worst month, is not some regular topic of mine.  In fact, I’m not even going to go into detail over whats happened, as im not really in the mood to complain.  The writing of this entry is more a chance to vent, then to complain to the world how life doesnt treat me well and i should just end it now.  Thats crap.  Lets just say that the month seems to have climaxed with a careless forklift driver outside my work totalling my beloved car.  If you have been a regular reader of my entries, you will know how much care and love i have put into that car.  New roof, all rust removed, everything to make it shine.

On a nicer note, i am going to see Scissor sisters next week, so hopefully it will be the beginning of a great month.  Perhaps Karma will give me a porsche instead, or my stocks will go up.  Maybe some boobie.  Who knows?  I welcome your arrival October!  Boo with september!