I have just discovered Red Dwarf: Back to Earth. With this on top of DnD, SNES, and a large and very good group of friends, why the hell am I so generally annoyed all the time?
Every time I begin to think "life's pretty OK right now," it seems that grand mother swoops in with some horrifically troubling facts about how incredibly not OK my life is. The real problem is she's right every time and she's also the only person that can really help.
So yes, my life's been pretty, irregular as of late. I'm not getting to bed when I want to, the rest of the people in my dorm have a tendency of being loud late at night, but I'm not even sure if that's loud enough to be a problem. I'm not really stressed, just angry because for the 8th year in a row the universe has consistently smacked me upside the head for feeling good. Reminds me rather disgustingly of the Vogon homeworld, but I digress. Apparently it is the people above me that have a habit of banging, so I'm going to go on a trip upstairs.
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