You really have to wonder at the madness that I myself am able to make up in order to torment myself with. It's probably not too healthy. But for some reason I have been running worst case scenario situations in my head a lot, and most of them lead me to the conclusion that I just don't need to worry that much, because nothing that can happen is all that bad. At the very least it's no different from where I know I would end up if I were just a little more realistic with myself. Of course, it is entirely necessary for me to continue my hopeless ambitions, otherwise who will? Besides, it's fun. To celebrate my new alarm clock, I am going to stay awake all night and listen to jazz on it, so I'll probably be back in a panic later when I run out of cigarettes.