So if you’ve been paying attention I’ve had a rough week. If you look below you can see a hospital visit and my rocked ankle. Yesterday driving to work you can check out my totally fucked tire that got punctured on 87 near Yankee stadium. Ended up making it mildly late to work both days…
Despite all this I’m still pretty positive. I’m really happy, and its kind of strange, I feel like I shouldn’t be. I feel like in my circumstances there would be a lot of people asking God “why are you doing this to me.” I guess that is the perk of being a borderline atheist, you don’t blame anyone for this type of stuff, and you just roll with the punches. Also a word of advice for the zealots out there, don’t blame God for your problems, I feel like that is a one way ticket to his shit list.