I was ten minutes late to work today because I couldn’t find my car key, after I made an extra copy yesterday night. Then, while I was looking for it, I knocked my new water bottle over and cracked it. Then, during lunch, after distinctly thinking, “I wonder if this yellow curry would look green on my blue sweater?”, I proceeded to flick an entire spoonful onto my chest (yes, it looked green). Then the day slowly devolved into probably the fifth most stressful day of my entire work-life. Then, in an effort to cheer me up, Curt and I attempted to go bowling. We went to three different bowling alleys: two were having their league night, and the third closed just as we walked up to it.

These things are not so very bad at all. However, let us suffice to say that my blood is currently at least 11.2 fluid ounces more inebriated than it was just a few minutes ago.

And so it goes.