Saturday, June 6, 2009

I think I have figured out why I hate packing early. It mostly is because I have a deep-seated mistrust for past selves. If I pack all at once just before I go, I can remember everything I packed, and know that it is all there. If packed a week ago, I just have to trust that week-ago-Reece remembered to pack everything. Thing is, past Reeces are usually morons. They have always done the stupidest crap and I am continuously cleaning up after their moronicness. So since I can't trust week-ago-Reece, I just pack everything over again.
This might be why I procrastinate so much also. Why do this problem set today, when tomorrow-Reece, being a whole day older and wiser, is vastly more qualified? I'll probably just make a lot of mistakes that future Reece will have to correct. Better just let him do the whole thing himself.

Overheard in Great Clips

'....so then the doctor told him that he's just one drink away from cirrhosis. He's only nineteen for christsake! And then my dumbass mother in law gets him a sixpack for graduation and I say "What are you, crazy?" So then I get my .45 pistol, bring the six pack into the front yard, and shoot about twenty holes in it and say "Yeah you try to drink that now, idiot."'

I love the south sometimes.
 
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