When it Rains it Pours

Man oh man was it one of those days. The feeling of too much to do mixed with an "everything's fine" attitude sure blew up in my face. It's days like today that I love/hate living alone. It's certainly nice to come home, shut the blinds, crack a beer and wallow in self-pity for bit without having to worry about anyone witnessing it. However, at the same time it would be nice to have someone to complain to. Saying "I can't even believe that happened" and "the universe out to get me" just doesn't have the same effect when spoken to stuffed animals. Either way, here's to a day that's mostly over and hopes for a tomorrow filled with sunshine.  

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