I think it’s about as bad as a poke in the eye.
(But then I don’t have a brilliant spanking-new President. Just the same old smarmy-bastard Prime Minister as usual.)
Pretty awful. But then again, I’m six days away from my due date and not in the least bit comfortable.
As a guy I used to work with always said, any day above the dirt is a good one. 
Let’s see …
Lay-offs at work today? Check.
Cutbacks at the office that will make work slightly less comfortable? Check.
iPod battery decides not to take a charge anymore? Check.
Yep. Crappy day.
I’ve run into a roadblock on a project I’m working on, which means I’ve gotten nothing productive done today. That was crummy.
Then my sister dropped by my parents house to visit, was there all of 5 minutes before she stepped on the back porch to let her dog out and slipped and has either broken or dislocated her shoulder. Paramedics ensued. They’re waiting on X-rays at the hospital right now.
Really, really crummy.
Not too shabby. Slow, easy day at work, no real problems except I have a stye in my eye and that mother hurts and itches like nobody’s business. This evening I am blissfully and gloriously alone until 10 pm, which is delightful.
Hours getting cut? Check…
The President is Left handed. So am I.
Today is a very slightly better day for finding that out.
Pretty much the worst day of my pitiful little life.
Sucked for me.
My contacts were bugging me and my 34 Summit Beer pint glasses didn’t show up which means my sale that was supposed to start Monday isn’t going to start until at least Thursday or Friday.
meh
One word…pinkeye.
All right so far.
I am poorer than yesterday, though.
I’m left-handed, too. So, just to make your day fit the tone of the thread, I will point out that, as I learned in the “watching the inauguration” thread, John McCain is left-handed as well.
50 in a 35, apparently. Frick.
Every day’s a good one for me!
(Attending the occasional live lesbian sex show does tend to ratchet up one’s quality of life, too, I’ll clue ya. 
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{{{An Gadaí}}}
If you ever wanna talk… 
As for myself? Well, I’m still here so I suppose that’s better than not.
Today was my first day off in nearly a month.
I had a rather good day. I cleaned the hell out of the kitchen and living room.
I could eat for the first time in 3 days, so that was very nice. I feel normal now! And I went on my usual morning walk, took the kids to the park, and went to the library, and enjoyed my daughter’s dance class. It was great to be outside (and it was cloudy, and now it’s actually raining, yay). Tomorrow I’m going to treat myself to a Frosty to celebrate my new ability to eat.
Getting back to boring ordinary life after a bout of stomach flu = a very good day. I haven’t been so sick in years. I’m not sure I’ve ever been exactly that kind of sick–laryngitis is my usual nemesis.
You know how sometime you have the feeling you’re dangling from a cliff, bloody fingers grasping at grass and sand, underneath you looms oblivion and sharks with pointy teeth…and the question going though your mind is not HOW to get back on top , but rather WHY……its one of those days