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According to an article on MSN, today is supposed to be the most depressing day of the year (determined by a very scientific formula combining new year resolutions gone awry, holiday blues, and weather). I found this interesting because my day totally SUCKED and now I have an excuse as to why. Actually it's because this is the third day in a row I've been late to work due to train delays and it's really fucking annoying and since I have the longest commute, no one else has this problem in my dept but ME, leading to suspicion that I probably have been oversleeping or something (ok, maybe they don't really think that I'm being paranoid). Also I'm sick AGAIN...this city is diseased! I was just sick 3 weeks ago! I did have a nice low-key weekend and stayed in with Jeff (the freezing cold weather made this all the more appealing, even though we had those mexican dj tickets oh well), who took care of me. He's such a generous, loving soul. We watched family guy in our PJs and ate ice cream and only went out for our sunday brunch...mmm! As for my British sugar daddy, I've had it with him. I've dated these rich boys before and they're all the same: vapid and bland. The British accent only goes so far. I've never been too good with the boy juggling anyways. And when I came home from dinner with Mark the other night and immediately called Jeff to say goodnight, I realized I had already made up my mind.