Wooo..... Scarrrry!

It's Friday the 13th. And I have nothing to post about. Well... nothing except my retardation.
After proving to the world yesterday my mastery of all things financial, I manage to fuck it all up again. After class today (I'm done for the day at 10:30, they don't even serve lunch yet), I gathered all my leftover cash (a short search comprised of two bills. One of the bills is worth ten of the others, and their combined value cannot be divided equally by 10), called Brendan for advice, and departed to the LCBO to purchase Tequilla for Tyler Vivian's 20th birthday present. While I was in the plaza I could stop at the TD, deposit my change, and use it to pay me phonebill online when I got home.
As I traversed Colombia street, I was deep in thought. Not really, actually I was deep in half-sleep, and also monologuing to myself (chances are if I've stopped paying attention to you I'm either playing on the computer or monologuing... or both). By monologuing I mean playing back bits of events and conversations, speaking the words in my head. Does everyone do this? At any rate, I was pulled sharply from this state by someone yelling at me from a passing car. They were presumeably dispensing hair-care advice, but I couldn't make it out. However, when I heard the sound my head jerked up reflexively to see where it was coming from, and I immediately locked eyes with my taunter. This sudden jerk, while a fearful reaction from me, appeared to produce an equal ammount of fear in the passenger, who pulled his head back in the window. I don't know... I suppose I had a reasonably brooding and perhaps scornful look on my face, and there certainly wasn't enough time for me to change it before the incident had passed, but, flattering as it is, I doubt I inspired enough sheer terror to make the puffy-haired goof pull back in mid-cliche...
Anyway, I got to the Sobey's plaza, walked accross the parking lot and realized that my Passport was in my room. Well, the trip wasn't completely wasted, I could still put my money in the bank and pay my bill. Then maybe later today I could go back with my Passport. I deposited all the cash and walked home. When I got back here I realized two things. 1) Since I deposited all the money, I don't have any to a)buy tequilla or b) go to the bars with him on Saturday 2) I didn't pick up my phonebill from the main office, so, yes, the entire trip was a waste of time.