That was unexpectedly expected.

My little honey sends me on my way, the "you know I don't want to hurt you, but..." routine. Thats ok, walk in a cold drizzling rain that is bent on extinguishing my cigarette to my car, oh a ticket, thats so 80's. I'll happily pluck that love note out from under my wiper.Toss it into the back seat with the rest of my feelings. Thats ok too. Oh look, I'm out of money and get nothing for two weeks. Many wise decisions were made, many things panned out to ultimate satisfactions. Everything is fine...