Yep, a karmic storm and I feel like I'm in they eye of it watching shit around me get shot into the air and fucked with. This past week we've have what some call horrendously torrential weather. I call it a perfect few days. It's been cold, terribly rainy, and windy. Just how I like it. The point of this is that I feel that I've been drawing my friends' good karma for the past few days in order to lift my constant bad. Like I said previously, I had nothing to do with it. 1. My friend on Saturday night is giving 2 other friends a ride home after our vampire game. Rain is coming down like the clouds just couldn't hold onto themselves any longer and dropped their loads of wet love onto the world. After dropping off one friend, they proceded to move onto friend 2s' house. Water is rising up on the roads quicker than I can hit on a sexy girl in leather pants. The car dies down the street from the house. A hard task of hauling it down the street out of harms way leads to a drier and working engine after a while. Shortly later, it floods again, literally. Water is in the car nearly to the bottom of the seat. Long story short, wet car, thousands of dollars of camera equipment and RPG books are left in a parking lot after a good samaritan in a big truck pushes them there. Next morning after telling the idiots that work at the parking lots' restaraunt to not tow it and that they'll be right back, they come back to find it towed. Good times. 2. Said friend was driving friend home. He arrives sopping wet and cold to a locked door that is always unlocked. After contemplating what to do, he smells smoke. It turns out that his dad left some Pop Tarts in the toaster oven and they set fire. He pops open the window to reach into the fire and smother it with random shirt only to get blamed for it. 3. My friend Shannon has one of the worst working days in memory and comes home crying. 4. Friend from school has lady problems with girls who he's known for 4 years and has only dated a few weeks. She was being dumb and finally did decide to break it off after consolation from advised buddy. 5. There are one or two more but I forgot. You get the point I hope. I won't say why or how, but things are going well. A little too well and I think I'm getting an ulcer from having to think about what the hell is going on and how not to hurt people with what's happening. I don't like this happy shit, it makes me sad.