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Time for a less angst-filled blog. I hate it when I get all worked up over stupid things. Thank you guys for all the comments.

I don't know what's up with my house, but I think it hates me . This weekend, my tv upstairs died on me, the light in my bedroom went *poof*, my closet collapsed, and my heater wasn't working. The closet was actually on the verge of collapsing for a while already, so I don't blame it. But now I have piles of clothes all over the room, which doesn't make it easier to navigate through my bedroom with the light not working . I fixed the light today, but I still need to get off of my lazy ass and get a new closet. Fortunately the heater got fixed saturday night, because it got down to 14.5 degrees (55 Fahrenheit) inside. Not a very comfy temperature to spend 2 days and nights in .

As far as the physical goes, I seem to be in pretty good shape. No results on the bloodwork yet, but apart from being way overweight, apparently I'm a *healthy* fat bastard.