Every once in a while, I think about my student loans and spend a whole day doing math and feeling depressed. This is one of those days.
It seems like there is always an excuse for me not to get an oil change. Two days ago, I went at 7:30am, except the place didn't open until 8. I didn't want to wait around. Yesterday, there was a giant Valvoline truck blocking the entrance. I didn't want to wait around. Today, there was bumper to bumper traffic heading south. I didn't want to wait around. Tomorrow I go to Tallahassee for a few weeks. Hope the car survives.
Is there anything more horrifying than the ending to Looking for Mr. Goodbar??? (
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0076327/). I know the movie/book is seen as a cautionary tale (based on a true story), but why don't we focus on all the psychotic male characters in the movie and analyze our society from that angle? I mean she was surrounded by abusive male figures. Instead of wanting to correct her behavior, why don't we feel the need to correct theirs?
There are two fruit flies zooming around my apartment (and my face as I try to type this). I can't get rid of them and I'm certain they are going to lay eggs somewhere (so so gross, I know). I hate insects. And all the tips on this website make me feel icky as well:
How to Get Rid of Fruit Flies, especially the magnified head shot of a fruit fly. Why would I ever need to see that? It will haunt my dreams forever.