In Which I Lament Various Occurrences

Alas. Alas, I say! Why is it that:

• grad school seemed like a good idea?
  
• there are so many backorders in the world?
• my large shipment of radiation, to wit, is MIA? I needed it yesterday. Along with my Sigma order, also on Indefinite Backorder, i.e. Forget.
• but my in-laws, who showed up a day early, are not on back-order?
  
• my sleep is also backordered?
  
• giving up caffeine seemed like a good idea?
  
• giving up chocolate seems plausible?
• it is so wretchedly hot?
  

Sigh.