I'm not superstitious (especially about stupid Internet sheeyit), but the fact that
this arrived exactly ten days before all kindsa awful plastered its greazy self to me (at that point, it was Oliver's terminal illness, but since it's all this car wreck stuff) has me a bit freaked out.
I was a bit freaked when I got it. It's just gone downhill from there, like everything else.
Sigh.