Kind of like how celebrity deaths always happen in threes

Apparently so does my poor luck. As you all know, I lost my wallet on Halloween, and thus my beloved ATM card, and without it my life has been a living hell and a series of trips (and waiting in dreadfully long lines) at the bank during my lunch break at least 2 times a week--once to deposit my weekly paycheck and withdraw an amount of cash I feel will be sufficient enough to last through the week and then another trip on Friday, when I succomb to the realization that my need (and the cost) for my weekend bender is far greater than the measly 20 bucks in my pocket. Anyway, I still haven't received a replacement, and I just discovered it's because the bank sent it to my old Astoria address. Fuck. So here's to another week of waiting....On top of that nonsense is the fact that somehow, somewhere probably during my most recent weekend bender, the LCD screen on my digital camera was busted. This would normally be a nonissue for someone smart enough to purchase a camera that also has a viewfinder plus an LCD screen, but I'm obviously not that smart so I'm stuck shooting my pics blindly hoping that my aim is good enough to as not cut off the heads of my friends while I photograph them...then be surprised (just like old times!) by what I discover when I upload the pics to my comptuer....kind of makes it fun that way, but I highly doubt with a full night of consumption that I will be left with anything but the images of my equally wasted friends' chests and legs. And to top it all off, I finally broke down a few weeks ago and spent $75 on a 30 day metrocard (the weekly purchase was just getting too annoying), but apparently it fell out of my back pocket at some point during the weekend (most likely whilst I was hovering over a nasty bar toilet seat). I should've known. I really can't keep track of just ONE metrocard worth that much $$. Guess I'll have to go back to the 7 day pass.