Today is just totally a FML day. Can I just go home and cry about it, please? Oh, no? I have to work? Yeah, well, I guess it is payday, and at least work isn’t FML right now.
Also, our internet is part of the big FML clusterfuck right now, so I’m posting this on my lunch break, and won’t be able to post from home, probably all weekend, most likely. Because our ISP is being shit. Whatever. Fuck it.
Don’t worry about me, though. I’m pretty down at the moment, and wallowing in the FML shit, but I don’t intend to let that last too long and ruin my weekend plans. Probably just be mopey and emo tonight. But I’ve got bellydance tomorrow, and plan on getting some sewing FINALLY done this weekend, and then taking a mini-retreat Sunday. And probably doing yardwork with Greg (bleccch, but then I won’t feel guilty about him doing it all by himself), or maybe it’ll rain. That would be lovely. But, ugh, right now, FML.