What a rotten day it was: windswept rain, bone chilling temperatures, wet leaves plastered all over every goddamn thing.
Who the frig ordered up this mess for late October? I usually don't expect these Sylvia Plath weather patterns until late November and then again in March (two of my most unfavored months of the year).
Yeah, so I went back to work today, and am still feeling run down, but better than I was; but between the crappy weather and the bullshit waiting for me work-wise - Argh! I just felt like kicking someone.
Is it Saturday yet?