total and complete randomness

I can’t believe I’m starting this at 1:04 in the morning. I’m taking tomorrow off, but sadly I still have to get up early to take the car into the shop. It has to have some part put on. And some other part. Because it’s leaking a teeny bit of oil. Which could be fixed with one of these relatively inexpensive parts or could be something catastrophically major. Because it wouldn’t be my life if at least one car wasn’t having potentially catastrophically major issues! But whatEVER. We’ve already decided if this cheaper fix doesn’t work, we’re not doing anything else. The leak is so minor that the oil level was fine, and the car is nine years old. I’m very tired of worrying about cars. But my point is that I DO have to get up in the morning. So I’m not sure why I’m acting like I can just stay up all night long.

But I am! And I just have to do this very random and bizarrely formatted survey. Because I am too tired to write a lucid entry. Not too tired to stay up till two in the morning, though!

Who are you?: Edna. Edna M.

How are you?: I’m fine, thanks. And you?
Your name:: Didn’t I just answer this? Pay attention, Survey!
Your current grade in school:: A+
Where will you be in the future?: I’m trying to think of a funny Firesign Theatre quote.  About the future.  "The future ain’t here yet!"
One goal you will probably reach in the future:: Going to bed.
One goal you will probably not reach in the future:: Going to bed in time to get up before 8 without great pain and trauma.
One wish for the world in the future:: For it not to go up in a great big nuclear puff of smoke.
A social behavior that should be banned in the future:: Loud cellphone conversations from people with exaggerated ideas of just how important they are.
A product or brand that should be banned in the future:: SUVs. I’ve long said that I’d pay $5 a gallon for gas if it would make the SUVs disappear. Looks like I may be getting my wish. I think it may be worth it.  
Do you plan on having children in the future?: Hahaha! No.
Do you believe that the pace of life in our society will slow down again?: Again??
Do your parents give you an allowance?: Not since 1975 or so.
If yes, how much do they give you?: Not enough. They’re SO stingy.
Should you get more?: I certainly should. 
Do you have a bank account?: Yes. Why do you ask?

Your brand of shoes:: If I had my own brand of shoes, I probably wouldn’t need an allowance.
If you had a safe, what would you hide in it?:: I do have a fireproof safe thing. Currently it’s full of old papers that belonged to my aunt who died nearly three years ago, because it came from her house. My own important papers are jammed into random shopping bags and then stuffed into the closet. I should probably do something about that.
What is something your parents won’t let you have?: A bigger allowance.
If you could afford it at this moment, you would buy what?:: What what??
Do you collect anything?: Just cats, apparently. And books. And random bags of important papers. 
People shouldn’t marry before this age:: Forty five.
People shouldn’t have children before this age:: Forty five. And then they need to pass a very stringent parental fitness and common sense test. 
How do your parents treat you?: Very well. Of course, I am their housekeeper. Aside from that whole allowance thing, I mean.
When it comes to you, what is your parent’s biggest worry?: That I won’t come see them and clean the house. And pay the bills.
What is a rule that you understand, but can’t wait to outgrow?: Can I still outgrow rules??? Cool!

Overall, what is the atmosphere in your house?: It’s mostly quiet, but full of cat hair.

Do you have a friend who your parents don’t approve of?: Not anymore. Well, not that they know about. 
You consider yourself intelligent, but can you make a paper airplane?: Who told you that?? Well, yes, actually I CAN make a paper airplane.
What is the best compliment you’ve ever received?: I think my favorite was when I was taking that creative writing class a few years ago, and one of my classmates said my writing sounded like a cross between William Faulkner and David Lynch. 

OH, that’s it – and I only cut out about nine-tenths of it. I really really really need to go to bed now.