Bad news and bad news

Fertilizer plant explodes, flooding in DuPage county, ricin suspect arrested, the bombs at the Boston Marathon.  Shall I list the famous people who have died in the last week or so?
I am riddled with fear and anxiety.  Help me, Lord.

Poof

I've been dabbling with the site Plenty of Fish.  Unlike Christian Mingle, it is actually free.  It is also just plain disheartening.  Picky guys all looking for something just a little better than me.  Or less religious.  Or prettier.  Or looser morals... or... or...
Disheartening.  Discouraging.  Depressing even?  I think I'm done dabbling.  If I was truly serious about finding someone, I'm sure it could work.  But I guess I don't really want a relationship because it still sounds like too dang much work and not really worth the effort.  All the drama and rigamarole and for what?  What do you get when you fall in love?  You only get lies and pain and sorrow.  So for at least until tomorrow, I'll never fall in love again.  I'm never gonna fall in love again.  (Child of the 70's, what can I say!  Thank you, dionne warwick for those words). From the musical Promises, Promises which was based on the play The Apartment which was a much better piece of work.

Where has my imagination gone?

Maybe that's my problem.  I've been spoon-fed plots via TV for so long that I don't have real imagination of my own left anymore.  Or am I just too old?  Parented so long that my imagination just dribbled away to nothingness?  Bored?  Distracted?  Dumb?  Unimaginative to begin with?  Scared?  Tired?  Weary?

From my new phone

Almost exactly like my old phone, but with no scratches on the screen and no problems (so far) with the computer.  The "n" key works funny on this new phone though... very annoying since I love this model because of the slideout keyboard for typing things.
AND now I have a newer version of Blogger.  Cool!

Trying to figure out what "normal" is

I like the show Chicago Fire.  Mostly.  It is SO predictable, most of the time.  Hate that, but the actors are likeable and there are great scenes of Chicago.  Tonight they were wandering around a salvage shop where I have actually been; it was cool.  There are good moments too, when they save people, and act a little like heros.

I wish I knew what I was doing with myself.  I like TV but I hate that I waste time watching it.  I want a new phone but my old one is still useful.  I don't know what I'm doing anymore.  I don't know that I DID know what I was doing before, but maybe I had so few choices that it was simple.  Now I have too many choices and I just don't know who I am or what I want to do with myself.  Poor me :(