Why won't the Fates stop messing with me?

More on this next week when I can write more.  But seriously, I swear that higher powers, fate, whatever just like confusing my life for fun.  Remember boys and girls, it's not paranoia when they are actually all out to get you.

And in a slight bit of funny/sad news, Faith got her head stuck under my bed today.  I'm not quite sure how it got under there in the first place since her nice bed with walls is in my room this week.  Yet somehow, it did, and then when she woke up she couldn't remove it, I think because her head first went over the side of her bed, and then under my bed frame.  So that was a bit exciting for a moment.  But then she freed herself.  And looked very confused when she finally appeared.