hmmm in my effort to figure out what the hell has going on I've turned ever not so seriously to many things.
Mr. B&B and I went through various prognostication techniques before finally giving up our fates to the ever mighty magic 8 ball last night.
a little back story to my magic 8 ball, it had resided in almost every car I've ever owned. It was nearly stolen when the neon was stolen only for some reason I had taken it out only a few days beforehand. The poor thing is battered and bruised. but I think it's fairly accurate.
oh and I put in my 30 days at the apartment today. I feel weird.
need to make some calls and all that jazz.