I've had a bit of a week.

It started off with my Dad's birthday, which went very well and was (he told me) the best he'd had in a long time. But then when he arrived back home the first thing he did was make this angry, hurt call back up to me out of the blue which made me angry and hurt and also made me wonder about him going senile (scared).

Then I get an emergency package with about 1lbs worth of documents to sign in order to secure my new job and which also required me to get a passport photo, get finger-printed, swear an oath in front of a notary and basically resubmit every bit of information that was in both my application and resume, twice. This all due by the next day, obviously.

Then my roommate all of a sudden keels over ghastly sick, and we have to wonder if it's because the water went bad or if it's catching or some other reason.

Then my aunt died.


I'm not scared about tomorrow, but maybe I should be?