After I got off work tonight, I realized I was out of dog food. I also need to do laundry at some point because I'm scraping the barrel and am down to my baggy raver pants, which is ok, but not preferred.
My car is still dead and I have no laundry facilities. There's a laundromat a few blocks away, so I just wheeled all my groceries home from the Kroger at 2nd and College. I looked like some kind of boygirl raver/bag lady hybrid. This image will have to be repeated this weekend when I wheel all my delicates down to 3rd & Lincoln.
I am officially addicted to caffeine; I went without coffee for three days and no longer felt alive. I can't get anything accomplished on my own without caffeine.
There are worse things to be addicted to.