Had a shit day at work today, bad enough to crack open some alcohol. Drunk writing will either ensure awesomeness or utter crap.
Carefullly doing beta-work as well, which is killing me because omg, my sister's laptop is a frustrating thing to type on. I dream of my precious computer coming back to me this week. PLEASE.
I want to rant and rave and bitch and moan (TM Birthday Girl) about my bosses being ASSES to me today. Just. ARGH.