The Cruel Hand of Fate

A strange series of events turned Wednesday into a curious day, indeed.

I discovered I can set water on fire. I am just that damned good.

Baking goes much smoother and results in a superior product when you do not accidentally convert teaspoons to tablespoons for a measurement. I have never been a big fan of baking. My inner mad scientist is much happier with the improvisation other types of cooking allow.

Here is a sunny piece of news: A collection agency in Wisconsin claims I am on the hook for more that $5000 for a credit card I simply do not recall. They tell me the credit account was closed in 2000. So, almost ten years of someone doing absolutely nothing about this until I get a student loan, and this collection agency springs into action. I have already called them and asked all the appropriate "what the hell" questions. They are going to send me what information they have on the account. Now I need to obtain my credit reports, contact my bank and the police about potential identity theft, and jump through countless other hoops of which I have not yet been made aware.

After all this, Fate decided to just kick me in the balls yet again by sending thoughts of the ex wafting through my brain. I will not go into detail, since I want to hold to my previous statement. Suffice it to say that the thoughts lead to bit of a melancholy that lingers on. If you want to know the details, ask and you shall receive.

As I sit and look this post over, I realize that my extravagant school schedule has started isolating me from my friends. Weevil, re-Weevil, and I have not done the usual Rock Band session in a while. Game nights at Battleground and Uncle's have fallen by the wayside for the past few weeks. I do not remember the last time I spoke with E. I think it has been at least a month. Frequently, when I have opportunity to call my friends, it is far too late in the day to do so. So, to all those who have noticed the acute lack of Boom, I apologize. I wish I could say it will get better, but I know it will not. At least not soon. My Winter schedule is busier than this quarter.

Perhaps spring will bring easier times on several fronts.