Naturally

Of course, for whatever reason, the post I want to attach refuses to allow itself to be seen. Perhaps it's shotty internet, but I always found the idea of a divine something or other pulling strings as an interesting, if not hard to believe, concept. 

I don't know how I do this action so frequently, but I've amassed a wealth of posts that I intend to post, yet somehow, the five seconds it would take to do so elude me until I have a line 16 deeper than the DMV five minutes after opening. Same impatient standing and glaring, too. I don't even know why we have the DMV, unless it's for universal commiseration site. Nobody has good stories about it. Nobody. It's like finding someone from the 1930s going on about how grand life was then as now: you don't. And it doesn't matter: East vs. West, North v. South--nobody looks forward to going. Dammit, next time I have to go I swear I'll just grab a bottle of Vicodin and a tent. Then at least it'd be fun. 

Oh wait, I'm not House; I'd get arrested for that. 

Alright, no tent, then.