So, last night coming home from work my car breaks down. I walked home in the rain. Then, later I attempted to get my car going (in the rain) to no avail. When I got back home I had the joy of dealing with an overflowing toilet (silver lining: at least there was no poo). Last night when I went to bed I was certain that I was going to call in sick to work today. But, then this morning as I lay in my warm bed I convinced myself that I should go in because I don't know if I've got a sick day to spare and also because I've been (half-heartedly) trying to dig myself out of trouble at work. I arrived at work almost an hour late (I called, tho) only to find out that my boss is out sick today! Bitch! Then, while I already have two projects on my desk due today I recieve another one from my bosses little errand woman DUE TODAY! Fuckers! Fuck their due dates they'll get 'em when I'm done with posting on Tribe. I should have called in sick today for sure.