My day sucked, how about yours?

Everything that could go wrong will sort of day. Hateful/stupid customers, and me swinging from ':/ Why do they all hate me?' to 'Look bitch, I don't have an attitude. But if you want me to show you one, I could start by ripping your head off with my bare hands!! >:O

I strongly suspect biological reasons for this; all the same, homicide stills sounds like a plan.

But now I am home, with my computer and my music and the coffee ice cream I picked up (and caramel topping!) and I'm home. And I got a chance to try and express something I couldn't before leaving for work. And it was beautifully cold out, and I noticed walking across the yard that the wind had blown down some of those little yellow flowers I love. I looked but I couldn't see where they'd come from?

But I drove the little brother to his current job-site, and noticed patches of them everywhere, in bunches and strings however the vines had grown. And the second time crossing the yard, I did find the flowers. ^.^

For a lousy day, this is not a bad ending huh? *leaves to crash in sleepiness*