Latest pet peeve:
When you ask me for advice, I give you advice, then you tell me why it won’t work. So I take the extreme opposite of that advice, which I suppose you have pre-decided on anyhow, and say “Well, do that then,” and you still don’t agree with that. Then, I try to reach some middle ground, and I advise that instead, and you also disagree with that.
You do not need my help. You need a counsellor. Or someone to take care of your life for you. Which I personally don’t think anyone could stand to do.
Anyway! Here is a cool looking car that is in my parking garage:
Sure is neat.