One of those weeks...

It's been one of those weeks.

The one where you put the Netflix DVD in the pantry and spend 45 minutes ripping your hair out, enlisting roommates and friends to turn the apartment upside-down, scrounge through the recycling bin and panic at how your are going to pay for a replacement DVD when you go to grab a cookie in the pantry for comfort and voila...DVD.

The one where you are in a hurry and it's Veteran's Day and the entire world has come out to the mall and for some idiotic reason you find yourself in the mall parking lot wondering if you'll make it out alive and your blinker gets stuck on "left." You fit in well with the crazed consumers who don't have a clue how to drive when all they can see is Christmas coming and shopping MUST GET DONE and while zooming down the interstate trying to put as much distance as possible from you and said crazed mall your blinker continues to furiously insist that you get over in the LEFT lane...LEFT...LEFT...I DON'T WANT TO GO LEFT.

The one where you promise you'll burn a CD for a friend because you just purchased the HSM3 soundtrack and end up burning the Taylor Swift CD AGAIN which you just burned and now you have 3 unnecessary copies of Taylor Swift and no one to give them to because said friend already HAS Taylor Swift, she however, does not have HSM3 and you don't have a brain left to burn it for her (not to mention you used your last CD on Taylor Swift take 3).

The one where exhausted is an understatement, busy is a cliche and hopeful is buried somewhere under lost assignments and to-do lists.

It's the one where friends make all the difference.