What am I waiting for, Friday the 13th? Good thing it's tomorrow.

My one brother, who was going to bring me some second-hand things for my apartment that he had hanging around, had a little accident this morning. He loaded his pickup, left it running while he went inside, and came back out to find it crashed into a tree at the bottom of the hill. As he said, he was lucky it didn't hit anybody.

So, I'm just waiting for my bed to be delivered Saturday, for the bills to come due, for work to lay me off, for the rest of my life to start ...

I think it's lack of chocolate that has got me into this mood.