i drink til i'm drunk, and i smoke til i'm senseless

My thesis defense is tomorrow, which has left me absentminded, which has manifested itself in the following behaviors:

• I'm surfing around on other people's blogs, and I think to myself, "why doesn't anyone ever leave comments on my blog? That's so uncool!" Then I remember that I do not have the option for people to comment on here.
• After enjoying a nice meal of queso and warm tortillas at the old Don Pablo's, I realize that after paying bills this morning, I have neglected to return the wallet to the bag. In my pocket is 78 cents, and in my car is a single penny. This will not cover the bill. My wallet is about 20 miles away at this point. I've always wondered what someone would do in this situation. I can't just walk out because, for one thing, it would be really obvious because Don Pablo's is basically a Mexican-themed warehouse and I'm on the opposite end of the warehouse from the door, and for another, I go there a lot and would like to continue going there because I need the crack that they melt into the queso. Ultimately, I tell the waitress (who was not happy about any of it, and I don't blame her) that I know my credit card number (and the expiration date, which I sort of estimated a little) by heart, and that they might just be able to type it in. They do, and it works, and I am free to leave.
• I forgot to eat dinner.

By 5 pm tomorrow I will be on to worrying about other things, such as, come to think of it, my complete lack of gainful employment and the prospect of having to work really hard to find a job I'll likely as not not want to do. GAH.