life, the universe, and everything

Point the first: When Lassiter buys back Shawn's bike in season one of "Pysch"?  That is a declaration of love.

Point the second: I am not signing up for anymore challenges ever.  I CANNOT write with a deadline.  I have no idea how I'll ever become a published author with this problem, but I simply can't!  I have thirteen more days and NO IDEA where to go with the story, and the main character?  Is one I despise.   *growls*

Point the third: I want to watch season three disk three of "Stargate Atlantis".  But I can't.  Want to know why I can't?  Because it got lost in the mail.  I have disk two and disk four--no disk three.  I find this highly unfair.

Point the fourth: Physical therapy is most unfun.

Point the fifth: School starts again the week after next.  I don't want to go back.  I want to lie around watching DVDs and living off my parents, but I can't.  Being a grownup sucks.

Point the sixth: My creativity has dried up.  Also, I don't feel like typing anything, though I have plenty of stories I could simply transfer and post.  I don't understand at all, but I just haven't felt like writing or posting ever since I fell off that horse.  Could it be a result of the concussion? 

Point the seventh: *shrugs*  I just wanted to end on number seven.