The other day...

...when I was jiggling my key in my car door wondering why it wouldn't unlock, several things crossed my mind. I'd like to share a few of them, and in this order:

1) I need a nap
2) Back in high school, it wasn't really all that funny to make the retarded kid write bad words on the board because he didn't know what they meant.
3) Actually, it was a little funny, but I wouldn't do that nowadays.
4) Unless I was kind of bored and noone was looking.
5) oh shit, this isn't my car.

There you go, that train of thought is direct evidence that I'm overly stressed out. It didn't even look like the nissan, it was like a maroon malibu or something like that, but it was parked in the spot that I parked in the day before. I'm glad that the owner of the car didn't see me, that would have been tough to explain.

Have a nice day.