In the last 48 hours I've munged up an important job interview, overdrawn my account to the tune of $140 in fees alone, my ferret died and last but certainly not least, I got doored.
Though I'm kinda proud of myself on the cycling incident. It was ultimately at least half my fault and somehow, somehow I managed to realize that fact and keep my cool. I have all the genteel of a bull dagger at a pride march when riding in moderately aggressive traffic, nevermind seconds after eating the edge of a minivan passenger door.
"[Bush] doesn't want the killing to stop until he's sure it will stop. So there will be more killing until the president is convinced there will be no more killing."
- Jon Stewart