other than that far-too-brief respite from the drudgery and toil of life, i'm convinced i've build the paradigm of a downward spiral.

i've a ladder in the form of a meeting with lutheran financial social services a week from tomorrow, which should [fingers crossed! hopes raised beyond any measurable height!] clear up the majority of my woes and stresses. trouble is, said-meeting might come 3 days too late according to most recent letter from one of the credit bullies.

and mum rang friday morning to tell me that the police were knocking on her door looking to serve me civil process papers... which resulted in several phone calls to her county's sheriff's office asking to inform me of just what the hell all this is about. ...AND a 4hour anxiety/panick attack [[which should go without saying]]. sheriff's office has yet to return my call or pound on any doors, be them mine or those of any other family members.

meanwhilst, i occupy my fretting mind with things that always comfort me:

1. Re-watching "Wonderfalls" complete series. over and over.

2. This song:

3. walking around Lake of the Isles and people watching near the marina at the north end of Lake Calhoun.

4. "Sydney White." cos i've an unhealthy obsession with amanda bynes and updated versions of fairytales that don't involve unnecessary musical numbers. though... my unbridled enthusiasm for this film and my inability to keep such to myself might just very well be a rivet in downward spiral.

5. completing [at any cost, bar flat-out cheating] months-upon-months' worth of daily NY times crossword puzzles.

[[p.s. i'm sure had i been trying to get Pavement songs out of my head and singing "date w/IKEA" instead of Duran Duran's "rio," southern-accented, pretty-eyed, neck-tattooed [trashy. but hey... i like trashy when it works...] -combination would've responded to my posting by now.]]