1.23.2006
It's not just me!
Apparently January 23rd is the worst day of the year, emotionally speaking. It's true, there's even a mathmatic formula to prove it.
Apparently January 23rd is the worst day of the year, emotionally speaking. It's true, there's even a mathmatic formula to prove it.
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It's Gayle's birthday, so we won't tell her, but after the day I've had I tend to agree with you. I actually got kicked off of a library committee by my best friend at work (she's the librarian). It's a long story, but she was a real shit about it. Sorry your day sucked as well.
Hallelujah! So THAT explains the ultimate CRAP day I've had (which is only sure to get worse - see blog for details). Sorry that y'all have had awful days; but I gotta be honest, misery loves company, and I am needing me some company today.
Wow... I was just driving back to my office thinking that I feel astronomically sad and miserable today and that this is just a rotten, rotten day. Now I find out that there's something mathetmatical to it... that's amazing. It still doesn't make me feel any less like curling up into a ball and crying, though.
It seems like the last week has sucked ass.
Well, I had a good day. Sorry you didn't. How's your crockpot?
Merr, you're here! Doing better, thank you, but still a bit itchy and inflamed.