I woke up today not really wanting to go to work. I knew the day wasn't going to go well. My new haircut was too short. My carpool buddy was sick so I had to make the commute alone. Had to make my coffee with the brand I hate. Got to work and saw my stock had dropped over $7.00 and today marked the worst bankruptcy in history. Merrill Lynch was being bought by BofA and I had a dry Pop tart for breakfast. My Internet radio program kept losing its signal and one of my coworkers needed a good face punch. Erica is training and always busy actually working. Got home and found a golf ball knot of hair on Fatness neck and drank a stale Diet Coke. Started surfing my favorite website haunts and found this picture:
Decided, life wasn't so bad, at least I don't look like a summer sausage in harvest gold spandex.
Tuesday will be better.