Today was LAME.

There’s no other way to say it, really.

Start to finish, anything that could go wrong, did.

I wanted to write a Love List. I meant to write a Love List. I tried to write a Love List. I SHOULD have written a Love List. But.

Instead you get a GRRR list, because that’s all I’ve got right now.

GRR THINGS

Getting drenched head-to-toe by a nasty driver who chose to plow through a LAKE on the side of the STREET. Wet to the UNDERWEAR, I was. Not that I wanted to say underwear on my blog, but THAT’S HOW IT IS. I couldn’t go home because I had too much to do. But let me tell you how exciting it was for everyone and their cat to mention the fact that I was “really wet”. No kidding: I wasn’t completely dry until 2 pm. I cannot say enough about HOW MUCH THIS SUCKED.

The first thing I did at work today? Paper cut.

Second thing? Spill coffee.

Third thing? Forget to save a document.

From there, I also walked around with a giant bit of cilantro in my teeth for two hours.

Then, on the way home, I tripped on the stairs at the train station and ripped my jeans.

And then? AND THEN?

I rode part of the way home sitting next to That Guy. You know him — he’s the kind of guy who says, “But that’s not okay to talk about these days…” and then proceeds to speak at length about everything from Nazis to bisexuals to oozing sores at an advanced volume. Not that anyone is conversing with him… he JUST TALKS.

The rest of the trip? Yeah. Next to Creepy Bus Guy Who Tried To Grab Me Once.

Guh.

Today could not end quickly enough.

Feel free to send flowers, takeout, pedicures, and jewelry.

I? Am done.