Item: 1 brown claw-like hair clip

Well, I said earlier in the week that I was happy with my life, and I was suitably punished for it via various crappy and difficult developments.

It's like I've heard preachers talk about:  if they're working on a sermon on the Good Samaritan, they'll run across someone who needs help.  If they're preaching that day on love, they'll have a fight with their wife.  It's life's way of contributing to your topic.

I don't really believe that the week got more difficult solely because of my comment about being happy.  But sometimes I think there is a balance that if good things are happening at one time, they have to be compensated for later.

Like on Monday, I was having an astonishingly good hair day, but while half of me was enjoying the pleasant fact that my hair was all shiny and swingy like a shampoo ad, the other half was thinking oh no, what's going to happen tomorrow?  Because almost invariably, after every good hair day comes a hair day that's pure disaster.  This is how balance is achieved.

I think this is called a zero-sum game.  It's counter-intuitive to me to think that there's not a loss for every gain, that there might be plenty of happiness to go around.