left. or unleft?

like finding a needle in a haystack, slim picken's. My phone turned off, my wallet is empty, my phone book got wet, and my hair is slowly falling out. I have had better days, in many ways, but oh so many times, I try to pick up the pace, people leave me out of the race, so I go on doing my personal status : Filing my nails, plucking my brows, and dumping the kids off next to the pool. Ah, oh well, you're probably halve the man u used to be anyway. Alice isn't bound in chains anymore. I feel a little less angst towards those that used to bother me. I am looser, not what you're used to. A mischievious hooligan, opening forums around the land. Hoping for someone to bite, but usually all i get really is a nano-byte of interest. Ha, so make up your mind in what direction we're heading, and we're going for sure, so that there's no confusion in the future.