Floopy.
So despite resolving a good share of my private-life blahness and managing to feel immensely better last night, I'm still having the day from hell at work. I'm sure it has something to do with the fact that I've been cleaning up my cuntwad boss's fuckups all day whilst listening to her bitch and moan about how tough her life is... and I don't think it could fall on deafer ears if she had a margarita in one hand and a gold tiara in the other. Sigh. I need a nap.