(No, not that Homer, the other one, you illiterate boob.)If you were to ask me, right now, what day it was, my reply would be, "I don't know, but I think it's either Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday."
And that pretty much sums up how I feel right now. Days like today make me want to punch a baby. Well, OK, that's a bit harsh. Only if it were an ugly baby.
I have traveled the following path:
- Madison Heights to Warren
- from Warren to Fraser
- from Fraser to Roseville
- from Roseville to Warren
- from Warren to Madison heights
- from Madison Heights to Birmingham
- from Birmingham to Royal Oak
- from Royal Oak to Madison Heights
- from Madison Heights to Dearborn
- and finally, in someone's busted-ass Hyundai that almost broke down 9 times on the highway even though I was only doing 9mph to minimize the chances of breaking down... back to Madison Heights.
It has been quite an Odyssey, as I had to accomplish a series of tasks at each location before being allowed to continue to the next, although I am sorry to admit that my completed tasks do not quite measure up to a battle with a cyclops, catching the attention of a Greek goddess, or escaping the wrath of any gods of the sea. Maybe next time. For now, the 5.5hrs of sleep that I will be afforded soon, will have to do.
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