To use a Biblical analogy, Job had less suffering than me. Not having mail service any more adds to the long list of crap I have to deal with. Life just keeps getting stupider and stupider. To use a better analogy, take some Atari 2600 carts and start piling them up so the pile keeps getting higher and higher. At one point, no matter how much you pray to your god, no matter how much you wish and hope that it doesn't, the inevitable happens. That pile you built falls and there are suddenly lots of Atari 2600 carts all around you laying on the floor. Now imagine those Atari 2600 carts are little things that annoy you. Now imagine them piling up until they all come hurtling towards the floor. I think the post office just stopped delivering stuff to me. Call it paranoia, but what other sensible explanation is there? Ever since this happened, not one piece of junk mail has been in my name. I live with my mom (but I pay her rent) and all the stuff since this started has been addressed to her. With each passing day, I get more and more envious of her getting junk mail and other stuff. I'd just like the day to come when her bank statement comes in the mail and mine doesn't. Then will she believe me? Go ahead, call me crazy. The doctors did, it didn't bother me any back then, why should it now?