I'm sitting at a cafe, "Overflow" to be exact, distracted. I might also be dying of chocolate peanut-butter rice krispy bar...UGHHHHH. Possibly a mistake. I want more coffee, but anyone in their right mind would not drink a 3rd cup at 8:30 at night. I'll hopefully get a rocket-propelled type reaction to my 2 cups sometime in the next hour. Or maybe that's why I'm distracted. The first cup kicked in and is closely followed by the second, hence I cannot think about my paper at the moment. Paper.
I guess it's alright, I do all my best homework after dark. It's barely the end of twilight right now. (Decaf, it's happening - half-caf rather.) I'm getting a little jittery, I think that's why blogging was a good choice. Or a better idea than working on a paper that I have no clue what to write it about, because at least with blogging I can type as quickly as my brain is doling out the thoughts. They might be pointless thoughts, but thoughts and duties for my fingers nonetheless.
I got my car back today. It was great; a total sight for sore eyes! I missed it so much. I opened the door and Boomer's new-old car smell flew right under my nose, it was bliss. A reunion with an old friend. It's gonna take a little while to get used to driving again, I'm in SUV mode, so it's been a little strange. Plus, when you have thousands of dollars worth (key word being: WORTH, as in the value, not the cost) of work done on the ENGINE, it's a little scary to drive for the first time again because the automatic thought is what if I make it blow up again. So I've been listening to it carefully, and driving more carefully than I used to. It's taking some getting used to. But it's nice, and I have a moon roof again.
