Misery is expected to peak on Monday, as 24 January has been pinpointed as the worst day of the year.
It's my *birthday*! ::sticks tongue out at the world:: Hmmph.
(Article ganked from inapickle, not that I blame her, because she's a sweetie.)
I'm wearing red today, and I'm having dinner with anaxila and sherroldish (and I think, I hope, kjv31?) tonight at Wild Ginger. Meanwhile, I plan to dick around at work and maybe write a bit. Which I should not do, because I have plenty of worky stuff to do, but at this small particular moment, yawn, it's hard to care.