This is going well.

I just spent the past two, count them, uno, dos...one, two hours (atleast) writing what I am sure would have been a sure fire preamble to my future Pulitzer Prize winning literary career only to have the whole thing somehow deleted when I went to preview it before posting.

Technology sucks. Except I am not supposed to use that word so now my sister will hassle me for saying the S word since that is apparently against the rules. So pretend I didn't really say that. Ahem, so, uh...Technology sometimes likes to replicate the performance of an Orbit vacuum cleaner on a bowling ball in the late night infomercials I see on TV when the insomnia kicks in and I am up all night and the good TV shows aren't.

Sometimes life just goes this way. Sometimes your whole life (ie, mine) goes this way for multiple decades in a row and won't change it's course no matter how many self-help books you read, day planners you purchase, alarm clocks you set, sessions of therapy your insurance won't cover, vision boards you collage with cut out photos from magazines or goals you "write down to make it happen" like the book says to do, or positive thinking you never quite seem to master.

Now you understand a bit of how I ended up like this.

Please pray I can atleast post this without losing it again. It's been one of those days. For the past twenty years. Or more.