I hate the end of the fiscal year.
I spent $15,860.22 today, and I'm not even finished.
My mind has started playing tricks on me. Yesterday, I saw a scooter with a bumper sticker that read 'Screw Exxon' and at first glance I thought it read 'Screw Nixon' prompting me to ask myself, "Where am I?" and "When am I?"
Veronica accused me of "pill-popping" this morning. Damn it, I had (and still have) a headache.