Mmmm, yes. The string of horrible luck affecting myself and those around me continues. A coworker has an emergency appendectomy and last night, my wallet was stolen at Minibar in boystown. It’s official — my karma is fucked up. There are a slew of other bad-luck bits I could go on about. I’m starting to take this shit personally.

Powers that be, energies of the universe, I beseech you — please, pretty please — bring better luck to me and my friends. I’ll try harder to be a better person … ? Please? 

And if you’ve somehow found my wallet and somehow found this blog, please let me know (but only if you’re not seeking some kind of reward). Many, many thanks.