It's 78 degrees outside.
I have next to no food in the fridge.
I've been craving tacos for the past four days.
My choices therefore are:
-Walk down to the grocery store about 1/2 a mile away in what I consider to be sweltering heat and sweat like a can of beer in a cooler full of ice.
-Sit in my air-conditioned apartment and go without.
-Get my fucking car fixed so that I don't have to make decisions like this anymore.
So...that'll be a no-go on the tacos then. Apathy: Making decisions easier since whenever the word apathy was first used.
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