Ladies and Gentleman, as my final showstopping number

[itsallovernow]

I will back into the UPS truck in the alley and smash out my left turn signal and break the plastic covering the lights. Thank you, thank you. No applause are necessary.

Thus completes my not even close to over week. I have to drive to Del Mar for a conference on Saturday. Perhaps I'll be able to hit a deer or wound a small child. Gah.

And the fuckers (sorry about the language) who fixed my radiator didn't even replace the dome light, which I had authorized, as opposed to trying to sell me a rear air deflector, which I did not want!

I will quit with the whining now. But there's just nothing like making your life more difficult and not being able to blame anyone but yourself.