Three weeks hence, and it's all gone to Hell.

If you look at my entry for November 3, you'll see that, at least for a brief while, I was truly optimistic about things. Auspiciousness and synchronicity and all that. Well, three weeks later, everything has turned to shit. The Bosox won, but what do I care? I've never even been to Boston. It's cold as hell and from all accounts a half-assed city and who the fuck cares about their baseball team? I'm a Gator fan dadgummit! So the Gators lose to Georgia(for the 2nd time in 14 years), but more horrifyingly, Steve Spurrier decides to take the job at South Carolina. Florida's rival in the SEC East! Lying, cheating, stealing, murdering George W. Bush has the election stolen for him by his network of venal, scumbag political operatives. My new roommate loses his job and sulks and skulks around the house all day. My newly agreed upon 4-day, Monday-Thursday work week lasts until the first Thursday when the boss asks me to perform some not particularly urgent task on Friday. Etc., etc. Optimism is for suckers.