In which I lose the plot

Well life never misses an opportunity to shit on your chest does it? Feeling good? Having a good ol' time? Whistling a jaunty flipping tune maybe? Well we can fix that. Just give me a minute to ease down my pants and... No sooner does something lovely happen in one corner of your life (ie: the very welcome return of a much missed friend) then something terrible happens in another (ie: to another much loved person) and it's just not fair. You hear me: it's just Not Fair. Fuck you.