I Want To Shoot The Whole Day Down

Is it really Friday? ‘Cause this shit feels a lot like Monday.

This morning began with my iPod slipping back into Disk Mode, continued to slide into shit as I discovered that the USB ports on my iBook were not functioning, and then that the hard disk has errors that need repair (again). And then, before I left home, I made a nice vegetable-burger bagel sandwich and packed it into my lunch box. I of course left it on my couch when I went to work. And someone was parked in my spot last night, so I parked on the street and discovered that someone else was parked in my spot this morning. I really hope it is still there when I get home this evening, because I have the overwhelming urge to be a dick to a total stranger today and it has been way too long since I taught someone an object lesson about how parking spaces that seem too good to be true probably are. Oh, will I ever outgrow my pet peeves? I sincerely hope not. I would much rather everyone else learn not to piss me off.