Goddamnit.

Well, fudge. I just got an email from the company that I retardedly ordered some LOST-related products in an out-of-body daze yesterday and, apparently, it is too late to cancel. Sheiß!! Oh well. Everything happens for a reason, right? (I need to get this under control) Anyway. The good news is that a few of you are going to get a nice little LOST-related surprise in the mail in the next couple of weeks. The bad news is that, this, along with my rent payment and the purchase of an airplane ticket to Brevard, means that I will be basically subsisting on crackers and water for the next five to six weeks. Ha! (I laugh because it's less painful than self-flagellation)