Stardate 20180302 – Time: Past the Point of No Return
Day started entirely too early thanks to the asshats next door neighbors.
Subsequent thoughts in shower: wouldn’t it be nice if some people wore shock collars activated by universal remotes?
Found a random screw on my living room floor. It’s official. My life is falling apart.
Started to go to the new gym one town over. It’s all the rage apparently.
A membership cost $30 a month. Not including yoga or the pool.
Donuts and coffee at the Dunkin Donuts up the street cost $4.50.
Guess who saved $25.50? And that’s only for February. I’m on track to save $255 for the rest of 2018. Go me!
Low rations and procrastination in completing weekly errands collide, resulting in a
headache inducing lovely jaunt throughout town.
Had an epiphany halfway to the library right in the middle of Walking on Sunshine.
Marvin the Martian was chosen as the referee in Space Jam because he was both an alien AND a Looney Toon. It all makes sense now.
Left library with spiffy new copy of Space Jam.
Frustrating that I have to put gas in my car considering how damn small this town is. Where the hell have I been that I need gas again?
Wish the Dollar Store sold gas.
At the grocery store, I ran into a guy wearing camo as I was walking down Aisle 5 looking for Oreos. To be fair, this one wasn’t my fault. I didn’t see him.
Survived small talk at the register. Hope to God I never have to do that again.
Made it home in one piece with most of the items I went out for and a great many I did not.
Asshat’s neighbor’s dog was out, running loose, so I had to sit in the car for 10 minutes waiting for it to decide whether it wanted the lame treats its owner was proffering from her front door or Wendy à la king.
Still wishing that shock collar was a thing…and not for the dog.
Bright spot: Space Jam!