It's a bad day.
The universe may owe me for this day.
It's a betrayal day.
It's a day of winged spiders.
My head hurts.
It's a reminder day.
It's flag day and I forgot to put my flag out.
My heart hurts.
I got Noro in the mail (and Cherry Tree Hill sock yarn) and I still don't feel much better.
It's a funeral day.
It's a sunny day, but I don't have any windows in this office.
My eyes are all buggy and watery.
Can I have a hug please?
[SUMMARY: Did I mention "bad day"?]
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