
OK, I was high or something. I don't know. I did mess it up. And it took, what, four days for me to figure it out? I've so busy this last week. It's already Thursday. Normally I would be happy that the weekend is almost here, but Roommate has been out on holiday for the whole week, he comes back Sunday sometime, and I haven't been able to enjoy the peace and quiet. I haven't even cooked for myself this week. Late hours, migraines, bad traffic. It's been quiet when I'm at home...I wish I could get my own place.
So that's fixed. I'm embarrassed. Whatever. I'm still looking at the other options. It's all so complicated.
There were almost 20 accidents in the Caldecott Tunnel this morning!! Two of the three bores were blocked or closed because of it. All at 8 o'clock this morning. What's the big deal? So it was raining. What gives? Bunch of punks, that's what.
