So i started out late—as usual. And to make matters worse the needle was on E when i took off. So i stopped for a quick squeeze and got $5 of premium. That ended up being only one and half gallons. The refuel light was still on when i left the station.

It was cold, cloudy, and rainy when i went out that morning so i was wearing the hoodie + jacket combo. We were sitting out on the patio at Chipotle for lunch when the sun decided to come out. After an hour or so there was not a cloud in sight. I was down to my undershirt because it was so hot—and i ended up with a slight sun burn.

Went to Target to waste a little time before having to go back to work. After getting a headache from squinting in the sunlight at Chipotle, i was browsing the sunglasses and found a pair that i liked. Only $17, not bad. Then it was pointed out to me that i pulled them from the Women’s section. Great. So now i have a pair of pink women’s sunglasses.

Which is kinda ironic, because at lunch we were talking about mens/womens stuff, and how women can pretty much use whatever they want—girls who use Mach 3 razors because they’re just better, for example—and it’s fine, but as soon as a guy does it… Actually, the glasses are cool, and you probably wouldn’t know what the sticker said unless i told you. And i do tell people.

Later it was a race in my parents’ car to pick them up at the airport, and then a race back to a party we were late for. Driving other cars always makes me realize how much i love my car.

And somewhere in the middle of all that i gave my two week’s notice at work.