"Alcohol: the cause of -- and solution to -- all life's problems."
-- Homer J. Simpson

So, I've had a couple of strong margaritas and a pleasant dinner with a friend/co-worker who happens to be a hot chick. It's funny, because she denies it and she says that she just talks to people and people talk back, and that she thinks guys are nice to her because they're naturally nice, but secretly, I think we both know otherwise.

Today was spent waiting. Waiting for 2 hours to find out I didn't need new brakes. Waiting for an hour and a half to change the address on my driver's license. Waiting for an hour for them to give the material I needed to finish my workday (which was only supposed to be 5 hours and turned into 8 1/2 so I was late for my dinner date). But after a couple of strong margaritas, the level of suck just goes down.

I'll rate today as only 4 suck-points.