lousy day

Yes, and it's not even noon yet.

First, got up nice and early to go into work, headed to the bathroom, and discovered that at some point in the night someone moved my name on my door to the bathroom door.

Next, work sucked. I'm still pretty weak from being sick, and I had to serve eggs to hungry football players. Sick.

Then, I get done with work, eat a small part of the family weekend lunch, and head back to my room, only to realize I have waaay too much to do, not enough time, feel sick, and I can't call my house because something's wrong with the phone and it'll just ring once and then die.


And besides, family weekend always makes me homesick.