#3: It could get worse

Vagabond on May 10, 2007

So, I don't know if you know this, but I typically lead a very exciting life. Tumbling boulders, destroyed Death Stars, dead hookers in my trunk… these are almost daily occurrences.

Except for this week.

I don't understand why, but this week has been incredibly mediocre in its lack of Hollywood theatrics. I was walking home last night, and instead of it turning into a “shaky camera = dramatic!!!” chase scene, it culminated with my key getting stuck in the lock. And then, when I was talking to someone about a local crime, it turned out that it was not committed by Kaiser Soze, nor was the perp actually Kevin Spacey.

Hell, today, all I've got to do is head over to pharmacist to pick up my anti-psychotic prescription, which I've been putting off for over a week, and then…

…


… Y'know, something tells me that it's going to be alright.