I don't have a lot of irrational fears. One I do have, however, is that the sun is going to explode. More specifically, it's going to explode on me somehow. But I sort of imagine this is what it will look like when it does happen.
I bought a little FM transmitter for my car and I promptly broke it. Seriously, do not ever loan me anything you want to get back in the same condition. Babies, electronics, snacks...I am a monster who does not know its own strength.
So I realized that when I drive my work car I can just take a picture of the map display. I don't know if that's at all interesting but it's way better than a picture of the road.
YOU HAVE ONE EFFING JOB! It's to print my documents. And when you don't print my documents YOU ARE A WORTHLESS WASTE OF DESK SPACE! Wait. Baby, I'm sorry. C'mere. I didn't mean to yell. Huh? Why do you smell like toner? WHO HAVE YOU BEEN PRINTING FOR?!?!
My three Disneyland buddies. You'd think I'm a huge pimp, right? "He took three ladies to Disneyland! That's insane!" Yeah, I slept on the floor. Don't get too excited.