still around

I've been feeling like crap lately.  It's the house, my mom, Chi Young, etc.  Problems I cannot seem to do anything about.  I feel so helpless.  All day long, my stomach is just in knots.  I can feel the acid churning down there.  I haven't slept straight for more than four hours.  I honestly believe if I keep going like this, I will have a mental breakdown.

So I think it's time for me to try harder to focus on the positivity.  Of course I know that my life is not the worst and that I have lots to be grateful for.  I just need to remind myself:

- I get to work at home a few days a week.
- I get to see the sunset from my living room window.
- I will likely never be homeless.
- My mother is still around.
- Madonna is still around and making music and touring and fighting the good fight.
- Amazing Race is still around, and this season is killing it.
- I still watch Amazing Race with Chi Young.
- Chi Young is at least working.
- Tax refunds!
- New Costco Visa card coming.
- Crazy Ex-Girlfriend and iZombie renewed for another season.
- Gilmore Girls reunion coming to Netflix by end of year.
- Team Captain America.
- Tom Holland and Marisa Tomei in Spider-Man Homecoming.  (Since I am focusing on positivity, I am trying hard to ignore that that annoying and self-righteous Zendaya somehow got herself a role in this.)
- Edelman and Amendola bromance.
- Iced milk from i-Tea on Irving or Purple Kow on Balboa.
- Cheap breakfast or afternoon tea at Lychee Cafe on Irving.
- Texas toast and texas corn salad from Armadillo Willy's.
- This photo of Prince George with Obama.

his purple reign

The world of music has lost one of its royalty.  Prince has died.  He is 57.  Cause of death is unknown at the moment.

Prince is a musical genius.  My favorite Prince songs are endless - When Doves Cry, 1999, Little Red Corvette, Delirious, When You Were Mine, Let's Go Crazy, Kiss, Nothing Compares 2 U, but like most music icons, it's as much about cultural impact as it is about the music.  Prince was as iconic and unique as they come.  He was his own star and supernova.  Everything about Prince - his sound, his image, his fashion - is forever burnt into our history.   
 
It's crazy to think that the music icons of the eighties are now dying off.  It's too early, right?  Michael Jackson, Prince, and Madonna were all born in 1958.  What a year that was.  I am so dreadful of the day when I would get some news about Madonna.  But then again, that woman is so tough that she would likely outlast us all.

Today though is about the artist formerly known as Prince Rogers Nelson.  Thank u for the gift that u have given us.  Goodnight and Godspeed, sweet Prince.  This is what it sounds like when doves cry.

leaky leak

I finally got my reroofing done a couple of weeks ago.  I paid a lot, a lot of money for it, in hopes that this will take care of all my leaks.  Guess what?  I think you know.  It rained yesterday night and today.  Not even heavy rain.  And the house is still leaking in pretty much all the same places.  This morning when I discovered all the wet spots again, I almost wanted to throw up.  My stomach is in knots.  I was hopeful.  Yesterday night, I even prayed to the house gods that my leaking problem would finally be over.  But the house gods, like the lotto gods or the football gods or the love gods, paid me no attention.  I don't even know anymore.  I am so close to just saying fuck it all.  Let it rain, let it leak, let it rot.  You think I am scared?  Well fuck you!  When it all comes crashing down, I am just going to move into a trailer home and eat corn nuts all day long.