I believe in neither luck nor karma. I believe that what goes around comes around but not because of cosmic intervention, but more so because of peoples habits and human nature (For instance: If you're a crook, eventually, statistically speaking, you're going to find yourself in a world of hurt.
That being said... I think I need to hide inside for a couple weeks. The powers that be are conspiring to kill me. When looking at my bruised butt, I nearly fell off the desk I sleep on, where I would have cracked my skull open. Last night, I nearly slipped in the shower. Such happenings make it hard NOT to be superstitious/other sometimes :cackle:
(When in truth, I've been sleeping poorly and am on new meds and have allergies effecting my ears and in turn my balance... but sheesh!)
Rant-ish? I've gained much too much weight. My butt is barely bruised. I think I'd rather have the bruise if my self-esteem could remain intact :chuckle:
Rave-ish. Hubby was being racist last night. I just scoff at him, roll my eyes and tell him to be nice when he says such things. He ended up calling me later to make sure I knew he was "only joking". I told him "No sir, you were not joking. You try not to be, but you ARE very prejudice against black people and fat people." He denied being racist and agreed on the fat part. I told him "If you were any more perfect, you wouldn't be human, so I just have to take your flaws as they come."
To which he replied: 'If your judgement was any more off you'd be in an insane asylum.' I don't know why, but that exchange made me very happy and I'm still smiling about it.
He's still my sweetie warts and all.
Rant: I'm exceptionally sleepy and have been the last several days.
But Rave: I'm in a very good mood today.