Yucky lemons

"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade." Ok kids, I think it's more like, "when life gives you lemons, get a bottle of tequila and drink up." Something like that anyways.
I think I'm going to start counting my lemons. Sometimes I feel like I get a lot. And at other times, I feel like I hardly get any. And when I do get them, I have the worst luck because there are no bottles of tequila to be found. And then if I try to throw the lemons away, they stink and rot and mold and it's just bad karma. You have to do something with those damn lemons.
I was in an exceptionally frosty mood today. Thank you, dear roommate. House hunting soon will be a big relief.
I don't usually get scared when I get close to someone. I'm usually the one who says, "chill out." But apparently, I am the one needing to chill in this situation. A change of heart, to say the least.
To pursue, or to be pursued? That is the question of the week.