It's a gas, gas, gas....

So. Gas prices. I was told they'd be going up. Riiight. That's why I saw gas for: $.99 on my way home from work.

Luckily, my tank is full, since I wasn't in the mood to stop at the Ghetto Phillips 66.

I'm not fond of pot smoke, men giving me the creeps (I can normally handle it, honest, but... ugh. They're all greasy, and swear every single word. How do you hold a conversation that way? "Fuck!" "Shit." "Damnfuck!" "Fuckdamn." uh.... Yeah.), and gas pumps that leak.

Did I mention the cop car that drove slowly by and shone a light into my eyes while I pumped my gas?

I'm getting sidetracked. I know there was a point to this.... ohwell.