A few years back a book was published about taking one day from someones life and compiling these stories in a book. Of course the pictures and stories were amazing and inspirational. Sadly, my day is not, I give you a day in the life of me:
Get up at "zero dark thirty" (as Tim would say) and make my way to this.

Greet my fellow under-paid associates and sit here for 8.5 hours.

After a mind numbing day of ensuring carpal tunnel syndrome, I might do some shopping for my mother.

At home, I might agree to Fatness' demand for new "Stuff on my Cat" submissions.

Then Tim comes home and tells me about his "great day!" and how he is basically saving lives, kicking ass and taking names and changing an entire community while lowering crime rates. Then I consider taking my own life.