Sometimes when I’m driving

I’ll flick my lights at someone who is going too fast, even though I know perfectly well there is no police officer up ahead.  And the times that I do see one, I take satisfaction in not saying so.

Today I pack up the rest of my clothes and books, and go through my closet and the kitchen.  I estimate that I’ll have twenty boxes of books, which is really pretty modest for an entire life’s worth of reading.  In between boxes, I’ll be watching Star Trek Fan Collective: Borg.  Star Trek, like Firefly, is wonderful for one’s mood.

You:  But will you get everything done in time?
Me:  We are Borg.