Borrowing without asking...

...is stealing. I remembered this simple playground rule this morning as I was rushing to work in my roommate's car, which I had once again, I now realized, stolen.

I hate having to call people and say things like, "I'm sorry I stole your car."

Damn that Daylight Savings Time. I really thought I had got all the clocks; I even remembered to change the time on my pager. Missed the cell phone, though (the cell phone that is also my alarm clock). It was so nice to wake up feeling rested, until I got out of the shower and glanced at a real clock and realized I was an hour late. Mondays are hard enough...