Why can't life be better paced?

This past week has been a bit on the nuts side and I'm kinda left with that feeling when you let go of the intertube and watch the boat speed away, and you're totally in pain since you bellyflopped at high speeds and you feel sort of stranded and helpless at the same time.
Anywho, here's the skinny on that... first I break up with my boyfriend, then I get stalked by some guy who was mad at me since my truck sprayed some pebbles at his car and "cracked his windshield really bad, then I get totally hooked on a new anime, then I have to deal with my therapist talking about how we only have a few more sessions left (because of stupid insurance mumbo jumbo that I don't even begin to understand), then I'm forced into realizing how close college is when I went shopping for dorm stuff.
All of this I probably could have handled if it hadn't been for what happened the next day.
So I go to the doctor about this cough I've had for like two weeks and I'm expecting him to say bronchitis, or at worse pneumonia, and firstly he gave himself a rather stupid looking triangle patch of hair on his chin which totally ruined his typically hot appearance (of course I shouldn't find him hot since he's older than MY MOM). Anyway, he did say bronchitis, but that's not all, he said I have asthma.
In my mind I'm still on stutter mode. So I cover my shock up with a ton of witty statements like:
"Well I guess this is one more way I'm like Dad"
"This will help me understand Cameron's character better"
"Well this explains why Dr.Flourentine (my cardiologist) didn't see anything"
Alright, about zero of those were witty, but they cover up that I HATE THIS!
Being born with a serious heart defect one would imagine I'm used to feeling weak, and in a way, I suppose I am, but it doesn't mean I like the idea of feeling weakER.
I mean I'm already below average, I don't want to be more below average, you know?
So I'm sorry this isn't funny or whatever but, blergh.

4th of July, a day to celebrate our freedom to wear really ugly shirts.

Really though, I don't think I've ever seen so many hideous shirts in one day before, and only half of them were patriotic. I mean, I'll allow the guy with the Mount Rushmore polo shirt to pull that one out today, that makes a little sense I suppose, but I draw the line when it comes to just plain ugly Hawaiian shirts. I think the men that wear those are hoping no one will notice that their shirt isn't patriotic. Like people will see it and go, "Ahh, ugly shirt!" and look away before they realize the ugliness isn't even celebrating our country.

On a semi-related note, my brother claimed his dream patriotic shirt would have a snarling ferocious grizzly that had a gun in one hand and something I can't remember at the moment (it was manly and patriotic though, I remember that much) and the shirt would be covered in red white and blue and the bear would be saying "These colors never run" and then on its shoulder would be an eagle "holding a snake, or quite possibly a trout."

We do own our own horrendous yet patriotic shirt at our house, I think my dad got it for the bicentennial or something like that. It's a short sleeve button up that's covered with different versions of our nations flag, and maybe if I remember I'll post a picture of it so you can get the idea of how truly ugly it is.

Well, happy independence day! And for the record, no matter how happy that smiley faced firework looked, I'm not buying having your face blown up is a pleasurable experience.

How's it going? Sew Sew.

So I went fabric shopping today for a shirt I'm planning on sewing this summer and I'm searching up and down the rows of material looking for the perfect pattern, and I found one of the most awesome fabrics I've ever seen in my entire life. It was green, covered in question marks, and once I saw it I had no choice but to find a skirt pattern to use it with.

I hate to admit it wasn't until later that I recognized the print as being the Riddler's.

Seems obvious now, sigh.

The craziest part came when I was looking for that picture. I ended up finding this:

I mean, The Doctor as a Batman villian, has the world gone nuts? The most unsettleing bit is that the unalterd version of that picture

was my computer desktop for a long time. Sigh, why'd David Tennant have to go, I mean I like Matt Smith and everything, but still.