Brian Has Really Pushed My Buttons This Week Already

So, it's going to be one of those weeks, cravatically speaking, is it? A week like when you take the time to pack a nice lunch in your bento-boxy thing, then leave it on the hood of your car because your cell phone starts to slip out of your pocket, and then you accidentally push the button on your key fob with your elbow and set off the car alarm, so you have to take care of that, which is why you had to buy lunch today along with a new bento-boxy thing.  It's only Tuesday, but that awful leering thistle and blaring blue striped silk hot on the heels of an SPT is...ominous.  And exasperating, really. And sad. Just...sad.