Allow me to tell you about my morning. Got up extra early to go to work so that I could leave work early this afternoon. Discovered that I'd forgotten to do the laundry last night. Am wearing "laundry day" clothes. Car was covered in layer of ice. Wipers froze partway across windshield and jammed. They're now dead -- don't know if it was the fuse or a burnt-out motor. In Vancouver, you can't drive a car without functioning windshield wipers because it can start raining at any time.

On the way to the bus stop I spotted the the only bus that would take me to the office (the #5) just leaving the stop. Caught the #17 instead. Discovered that they'd changed the #17 route so that I had to walk about 11 blocks. Yeah, that's worth the bus fare. Missed dinner last night and had to miss breakfast this morning in order to make it to the office on time. Now I'll leave the office late and I'll have to spend my evening crouching on the cold, wet pavement, peering under a dark dashboard, trying to figure out which of the bloody fuses is the one that blew, if that's even the problem.

I'm hungry and pissed off and this coffee is terrible.... and... uh... alright I ran out of things to complain about. Hey, look. It's become quite sunny and nice out.