...what the fucking hell.
... whether or not it was for my own good, i don't know.
... and i may just be looking at this from a different perspective than i should be...
unfortunately, it's my own perspective, and i'm stuck with it.
Okay, so... pretty much when i got to chicago, not a week later both computers decided to die on me...
Not only that, but I was not able to get any internet whatsoever to even get remotely hooked up...
The above was all within the first two weeks of september.
Somewhere between the second and third week, a certain someone not only visited downtown chicago, but was within a block or so distance, if not possibly in the building i reside within.
The only reason I didn't know about this was because the only way i communicate with this person is via online, or at least that's what it's dwindled down to.
Notes to keep in mind: This person is of the opposite sex, rediculously hot, and more than likely would have been able to hook up during her visit.
Either there's a god(s) and he hates me, there's a god(s) and he's watching out for my ass, or somewhere down the line to sheer, dumb luck. Good or bad, either way, it's some pretty stupid luck.
... and i may just be looking at this from a different perspective than i should be...
unfortunately, it's my own perspective, and i'm stuck with it.
Okay, so... pretty much when i got to chicago, not a week later both computers decided to die on me...
Not only that, but I was not able to get any internet whatsoever to even get remotely hooked up...
The above was all within the first two weeks of september.
Somewhere between the second and third week, a certain someone not only visited downtown chicago, but was within a block or so distance, if not possibly in the building i reside within.
The only reason I didn't know about this was because the only way i communicate with this person is via online, or at least that's what it's dwindled down to.
Notes to keep in mind: This person is of the opposite sex, rediculously hot, and more than likely would have been able to hook up during her visit.
Either there's a god(s) and he hates me, there's a god(s) and he's watching out for my ass, or somewhere down the line to sheer, dumb luck. Good or bad, either way, it's some pretty stupid luck.