I'm a fucking magnet for bad luck. In early March, I broke my arm skiing, which kept me out of work for a few weeks. Last night, the transmission on my car blew up. The car isn't worth enough to justify me fixing it. And the only reason I had that shitty car is because when I lived in Florida, my previous car was totaled by an illegal immigrant when I had only liability insurance (it was paid off). I could mention a dozen other shitty things that have happened to me in the last couple years. Fuck this. What the fuck did I do in a previous life to deserve being shit on so much?