A Dream. Shattered.

Hello to my millions of fans who continue to read and enjoy the SINS For Blogging site. It's good to have you all here. Yes I realize nobody but you is reading this Strom... I guess I will pretty much direct this next post entirely to you (and throw AO Technology into it every now and again since I'm sure she is just jeal as can be that we both have started/resumed blogging and she's too much of a shoe). So lets just get into it...

I've noticed that my life tends to revolve in pretty much a circle of suck-a-tude.. where in any instant there's about 1 tiny thing going right and about 9 or 10 other things that are just sucking up the wazz. And each moment the thing going right slips away and becomes sucky while 1 little sucky thing shines in tiny goodness. Now i'm not tryin to say I hate my life... cause it is pretty awesome most of the time. But its just like, a wish to catch a break every now and again when it comes to the important things.

To illustrate my point, let me tell you about one of the most recent events. Last night I sent an email out to this chick about subletting her apartment since i'm getting booted in 2 weeks. This place was literally going to be perfect. 2 seconds from the subway, nice sized and furnished, solely for me, and icing on the cake.. it was literally RIGHT ON TOP OF A WENDY'S. 

Okay... do you see where I'm going with this Strom. Smack dab, sitting right there on top of the holiest of grails. It's like a fat kid's dream come true.. or our dream come true. It's better than winning the lottery practically... unless you won the lottery and literally bought 15 Wendy's and connected them all to make a Wendy's fortress. Everything was going great (tiny good thing), the girl sent me an email back being like lets get this going yadda yadda talk to my landlord and we can get it all set up asap blah blah. So i'm thinking this is going to be so damn amazing. Literally I was on cloud nine most of today. Dreaming of frostys every night and fries and double bacon chi's littering my floor. Getting to know the owner so we could be best buds and I'd get Wendy's for free. Well, next thing you know I'm getting home, popping up my email, and that slippery little minx has found out her friend wants the apartment and it's too late for me (bad thing). I was literally about to either vomm on the spot or jump out my window in hopes of cracking my skull open. I chose instead to rip a shot, drink a beer and listen to some depressing music while I write this.

I know Joel's heart was literally a flutter with the news and then just like mine it was crushed in an agonizing instant. AO you probs are just laughing at us and I hate you for it. But who knows.. I could literally have had the hottest Wendy's cashier of all time below my home... literally below me.... and I could have married her for all the unlimited Wendy's in the world... I could have just lived the dream. Instead, I'm blogging, drinking, and letting a single lonely tear drip down my face.

Life hurts.