When you say it's gonna happen now, well when exactly do you mean?

Friday! Question day! No question too small, no answer too large!
Or something like that.
Three tables, no waiting, no payments until March, and *we* pay the sales tax!
Plus, if you act now, we'll throw in the Ronco stupid detector (a $50 value) absolutely free!
Why? Because we're insane!

I feel safest of all

I should be at work.
I am not.
I am at home with no car until Monday-ish.
After the oil change, the technician said 'Do you know your hood doesn't latch?' And I said, no it hadn't really latched since last year when I rearended the Geo Metro. What he apparently meant to say was that the latching mechanism had fallen entirely off, and so while driving up 101 to go to work I had the delightful experience of having the damn thing fly up and smack the windscreen. Luckily it did not break the glass.
A thousand dollars (est) later, I'm walking home from the autobody shop. And am reminded that what seems a light hearted jaunt in a car is actually a hot slog in the sun when on foot.
And then I remember that I got new CDs at the library this morning which are still in the car. As is my mp3 player which I could be listening to on the way home. As is.... my lunch.
Salad, spinach nuggets and pineapple. I try to call the place to warn them and ask them if there's a refrigerator for the lunch part at least. But the only person in the office doesn't speak English.
I should now prepare to try and make arrangements for either getting to and from work tomorrow or staying home, and grocery shopping, and my dental appointment, and Sunday's bridal whatever, and Monday's luncheon.
EDIT: Oh yeah, and also to pick up my prescriptions. And maybe pick up the car once it's fixed.

Tell me you love me--say I'm the only one

I'm completely exhausted and full of useless short wave energy at the same time. I went through three laptops before I found one with an Internet inside it because I wanted to respond to emails and accomplish things. And none of it is getting done.

I'm tired of doing the safe thing, the reasonable thing. I don't want to ponder and weigh the pros and cons. I want to do something rash and stupid and impetuous that seems like a good idea at the time. And probably say to myself afterwards "Yes, that was amazingly stupid and now I'm completely screwed. Of course, I'm quite used to being completely screwed."

Also. I want some mother fucking ice cream. Now.