I’m conserving already…

I am totally discombobulated. I keep forgetting to take off my computer glasses so I am getting a headache from straining when I look at stuff. It doesn’t help that I’m becoming a zombie because all I’m doing is looking at text that has nothing to do with anything remotely interesting to me. So I remembered I need to mail my taxes (woops) and I was caught completely off guard when I printed them and saw that I owe $82, I’m not getting $82. That is awesome. I have so much money to spare as I recently became independently wealthy… *wait, wait, I’m wiping the tears from my laughter… okay) Whatever, it’s actually just after lunch time and I have the best sando ever but I can’t eat it because I’m not allowed to eat at my desk – customers might see me. Customers? What customers? You mean the guy that came in 4 hours ago to see the Ag peeps across the hall for his pesticide application permit test (say that 3 times fast)? Or the chick that marched past me to the 4H girls to give them her clubs applications for something shit-kickerish? Those customers? Aaahhhh got it. Plus I think I’m still pissed at Mr. Eco Bike that was driving (riding – whatever) out of control and like an idiot on my way back from lunch. Wait… most people that ride those damn things are idiots. I get it, I really do. Being friendly to the environment and conserving gas, it’s a noble thing. But if you’re gonna ride a lame ass little bike, know the rules of the road. You do not get to switch from being a bike to a car because you have a motor. You do not get to be a motorized vehicle at all, under California rules, because you can’t go fast enough!! So you can’t (here where this guy got my Tuesday idiot award) swerve in and out of the bike lane, whenever you want to, without any apparent reason (i.e. needing to turn) or without signaling. Let me know you’re gonna be bolting into my lane fuck-stick! I was calm, really. I resisted the urge to squish him like a little eco friendly bug and give his ass back to the environment he is trying to save. I think that’s the real reason. The taxes are what they are. I’m not even upset that I have to pay. If I want the right to complain about all the lovely things our amazing government does with my-our money I first have to give them some. For that matter if you don’t vote… shut the fuck up. You were given the right when you turned 18, exercise it. Take your little self down or better, read all about it pick and mail the little card in. I don’t care how you do it. But if you’re not then you have zero say when it comes time to bitch about how bad the government really is. Even if you voted for the dumb-fuck, complain away. At least by choosing to negate someone else smart choice you did something. Aaahhheemmm,,, *clears throat* I digress. What was I saying? Oh yeah… I’m feeling rather out of it. Maybe it’s lack of good sleep. Maybe I’m not getting enough exercise. Maybe the boredom and lack of challenge has finally eaten away a layer of good surrounding my brain causing me to lose functionality. Maybe I’ll go ride my bike.