Curses... foul mood again. At least temporarily. I finally remembered what was in the back of my mind that wouldn't quite surface about this weekend. Something... something I was supposed to do.

Okay, yes - it was today, not tomorrow. Oh... oh, yeah... ooooooooooooh...

I was supposed to be getting my tires rotated at noon. Yeah, as in nearly 7.5 hours ago. I can't even call to apologize now. They're closed. How in the world will I, anyway? Oy! MAN I hate doing that. To aNyBoDY. I'm glad the customer is always right. Even though I'm wrong. WRONG. I'll just have to call to re-schedule. I'm sorry Discount Tire guy. I still love you. All of you. Don't take this the wrong way. Please?