AARRRGGHHHHHH!!!!

I cannot do ANYTHING right today!! What the hell??!!

Dog, wagging tail. Leftover pizza. Travis. War of the Worlds. Bookstore. Big sympathetic you-had-a-bad-day hugs. Sleep.

Good things lie in wait outside these walls. I only have to make it through the next 90 minutes. I can do this.

It's bad when I tell a coworker and a member of the Trustee's office that I'm dead in an attempt to avoid having to reschedule any more hearings. It's really not so much that I'm completely dead...just apparently braindead.

"It just so happens that your friend here is only MOSTLY dead."

As you were.