Today I worked from home until 3:00 and then went to my office, where I worked until 10:30 or so. (I didn't really need to go into the office at all.) When I got in, three different people were all like "what are you doing who comes into work at 3:45 on a Friday?" It honestly had not occurred to me at all that that was an odd thing to do. It is a sign of how cuckoo (pathetic) my life is.
And here's another thing to add to the post: when I was driving to work, there was a bit of a traffic jam, to where traffic would go at a reasonable speed and then come to a stop, and then go at a reasonable speed again, etc. Well there was some stupid bitty behind me who was driving way too close, so that whenever traffic slowed down, she had to slam on her brakes so's not to hit me. The second time this happened, she honked her horn at me. So I put my car in reverse and hit the accelerator, crashing into her to teach her a lesson. (Last part not true, but occurred in mind).