after watching CSI, i feel slightly better about my situation in life. at least i'm not stuck alive, with fire ants crawling over my face and - God forbid - my nostrils, and no air, six feet under in a glass box. yepp, you're talking about being buried alive. it's quite a scary thought really. and i thought i was being morbid by wondering about spontaneous combustion. well, there's always the bad, and the badder out there.
somehow through watching csi and doing chores, it took my mind off things. i feel lots better now.