Well actually I have plenty of places to go, like work, but my tire is flat and I’m too fucking stupid and pathetic to know how to remedy that situation on my own so I’m stuck sitting around the house until D can come home and help me.

Sigh. Sometimes I hate myself.

So I guess I’m getting an extra vacation day that I didn’t really want. It’s cool though. Currently on the couch, under a pile of blankets and pillows, answering emails and the like. Things could definitely be worse.