So, was driving home yesterday and got stuck behind some drunk taxi driver. And I don't mean little drunk, I mean weaving all over the road and driving 40 under the speed limit drunk.
We actually did really good yesterday at work, 200 over the quota. I really do need to find something to do while I'm at work. See, the work itself requires almost no effort whatsoever, and I think my brain atrophied last night.
Then, was awoken this morning by the dentist calling to ask where the hell I was this morning and why I missed my appointment. Slight problem with this scenario: I didn't know I had an appointment.