Hee
Okay, I was having a bad morning-- just a melancholy, lonely morning-- until I saw a vehicle on the road and it reminded me of the following exchange:
Heather: (pulling into Blockbuster) Oh, look, someone drove their cardboard box. Isn't that nice?
Me: (oblivious as always and staring in the wrong direction) What?
Heather: (pointing) Over here. Someone drove their cardboard box to Blockbuster.
Heather: It looks like a refrigerator box!
Yes, it does, only it's much uglier and much boxier in person.
Anyway, Mom is driving me insane, because holy crap, stop complaining about my brother. I can't do a darned thing about it.
I'm going to have to have my wisdom teeth taken out, since one of them is seriously so painful it's not even funny, and I'm not looking forward to the impending expenditure.
I'm going to actually work now, as that's what I'm getting paid to do. :-) Sometime I'll actually make an entry about something important. As Kim said to me at work "Do you actually write about anything important, or do you just subject everyone to your weird observations?"
Well...