What a day.
There is no point in going over it all. It is crisis after crisis around here. I'm not talking about breaking fingernails either, I mean REAL problems. Sometimes life and death ones. Thank God I'm calm in a crisis. I break down later...like yesterday. 8 hours of crying. Fun shit. But then it's over and I get back to work. It is that or a padded room, you know? (Sometimes the padded room sounds pretty good though...)
I've still got froggy throat and now a big UGLY fever blister on my lip. I look sexy, let me tell ya. My head is starting to feel thick, too. Super.
The good news? It is time to go hooooome. Buh bye.