Happy Monday!

Alright, so when you're leaving for work, and you know - you know before you even leave - that you have barely enough gas to get to work, and that you will have to fill up before coming home or you're going to be one of those poor saps sitting in the middle of the road as everyone tries their darndest to get around them, wondering how anyone could be so dumb as to run out of gas, fill up the tank before you get on the freeway.

Because there will undoubtedly be an accident on the Bridge, and you'll spend 20 minutes creeping uphill with the gas gauge on E, muttering to yourself "please don't run out of gas, please don't run out of gas ..." ad infinitum and the next 10 minutes after passing the accident scene muttering "just get me to the offramp, just get me to the offramp ...".

By the way, I officially fit the librarian stereotype today: comfortable shoes, glasses and my hair's in a bun, held together with a pencil. Next year, I'm going to affix some sort of button to my back and dress up as the librarian action figure for Halloween, with the Amazing push-button Shushing Action!