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Wednesday, June 27, 2007

The Best Laid Plans.

Mike Tyson said, "When any boxer enters the ring he's got a plan. Until he gets punched right in the face." A lot of people thankfully never get to witness this first hand. Unfortunately for yours truly that's almost exactly what happened. Only it was something more of a 'I had almost reached the knockout punch, but slipped and fell and got knocked out myself.'

How many of y'all have seen the 1999 movie called, 'Best Laid Plans.' It's a Murphy's Law-esque movie. Some guy decides to rob a bank. They make a plan. Simple yet effective. What could possibly go wrong. etc etc. Climax scene. Movie over. Credits start rolling. It really wasn't as much of a box office sensation, but I just feel it suits the mood just fine.

The last two months or so have been a total fuckjob and it's been hard trying to cope. Emphasis on, 'trying'. Finally about a little more than a week and a half ago, I thought that everything was over, and I was walking out of the ruins. You know, the whole schabang. Cleaning up, hiding scars, covering bruises etc etc. I thought it was over, but I knew there was a lot of patching up yet to be done. Sorta like maintenance on a bullet - ridden plane that's JUST made it out.

Unfortunately that once again ended one night ago. Monday night to be precise. The irony is that I had plans for a good amount of time after that, and I missed it by a matter of HOURS. I'm am now trying to come to terms with the fact that I probably missed something awesome by only a fraction of time, and that irony is a game best watched and not played.

And as a final piece of advice: Murphy's Law IS always correct.



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