Caught in a wasted state of mind... feel like I've wasted all this time...

So I went to look at a car with my dad today.  Just from the sounds of it, I was skeptical.  It was more money than I wanted to spend, had more miles than I was looking for, and was worth a hell of a lot more than they were selling it for.

"What's wrong with it?"  "I don't know."

So we took it on a test drive and it didn't feel quite right and my dad had the mechanic put it up on the rack.  Oh yeah, she's a freakin' leaker.  You name a color, and it was leaking it.  Green, red, oil.  Uh huh... No freaking way.

So now I'm home, I'm debating making another pot of coffee to spike, or maybe I can try some vodka in my tea.  Wonder if I have any lemons?

Oh, I got lemons galore... Make lemonade!  That's what mama always said, "When life gives you lemons..."

Problem is, I'm too old to open up a corner lemonade stand without a damn business permit.