I'm not coming out of the house this weekend
Today started wonderfully. Like, fully and completely great - I was actually awake and HAPPY this morning. Then a few things happen.
-I get stuck at TWO red lights because the large truck (which was, btw, to HEAVY for HWY 10) was slow to start. But, then that Tom Cochran song - (life is a highway) comes on and sort of...balances the scale.
-I get stuck behind truck-man (who cut me off then proceeded to drive either REALLYFAST or r e a l l y s l o w...)
-I get onto 99 aaaand discover that not only do my BREAKS have to be fixed, I think my JUST REPLACED ball joint is going too. The wheel fucking wabbles.
-I get onto 32nd and see a kitten. Decapitated on the side of the road.
-I get onto 192 and again, get cut off by a slow-driving man in a truck (did I mention that I'm running behind, yet?)
-Everything was okay after that. Except I got to work, arriving to a plethora a snippy emails from random people.
And now I am going into one of the busiest days of my LIFE with a tension headache and anger directed at most people who are alive.

Don't you just fucking LOVE Fridays?