I almost ruined my perfect driving record. Almost.

I went to the fair with Laura last night. However, when we went to the mall to get food we had to go to Hot Topic and MusicLand (both her idea). So by the time we got there, it was like 8:30 PM. The rides were cool. I never felt incredibly exhilerated, but...it's a fair, not an amusement park. Laura is a good ride companion because she isn't against the wild rides. :) Even though the Inverter apparently scared her...

So we left the city at about Midnight after getting some food at Wendy's (the fast food place). About 5 miles from our town the deer emerged. I had this thought: "Wouldn't it be pathetic if I hit a deer five miles from home?" And then...not 30 seconds later, I saw a deer in the middle of the road. I braked. Laura cried, "It's a DEER!" After avoiding and passing it, I calmly said, "I know. I was braking." And we continued on our way.

It was then that she informed me that her number one fear is dying in a car accident.

She asked me what my number one fear is, and I couldn't answer her. I hadn't thought about it. So I thought about it...and I still couldn't answer her. I really don't know.

Oh, how sad. I am such a procrastinator. I should be packing right now...after all, I leave tomorrow after my eye appointment. But I don't want to pack. So I don't do it.

So far I have about half of my clothes packed, my dvds piled up, and my books piled up. No great feat considering I don't have a large selection of clothes...and the piling was easy. Plus, I did that all yesterday. lol

That is the entire root of my procrastination problem, though. I don't want to do stuff...so I don't do it...until the last moment, that is.