my great day

Today I actually got into work on time and got some stuff done. Went to T-Mobile to see if they could fix my phone (the screens stopped working), they couldn't, but since I have the insurance and they replaced my phone six weeks ago, I called them up, and they're sending me a new one. I wanted to be mad but the two girls I talked to were really sweet. Then I had lunch, which was also pretty good. Things were going OK.

Then I learned that I have no other tasks at work except the one that the CEO is hot-to-trot for and is kind of a pain in the ace. Then I got to tell my friend (whose project I have been working on for about a year) that her stuff has gotten postponed, again.

Then on the way home, I was going to go to the gym, but instead I drove my car into the back of someone else's car on the Mass pike. Nothing major at all, no one was hurt, my car's front bumper has a little damage (who cares?), his just has a scratch. He had to stop quick for another fender-bender (again, no one hurt), and apparently new Mercedes' have better stopping ability than old Civics, by about a couple feet. Unless, of course, the Mercedes is in front. Who'd have guessed?

I then went to the grocery store quick, then the liquor store for some Guinness, and then home. Got home, went to put on some comfortable wind pants, couldn't find them, filled out the accident report, cracked open a beer, and watched Speed Racer to cheer me up.

I couldn't even call my insurance company, since my phone is busted.

It's not even Monday; what the heck?

UPDATE: If Dinosaur Comics doesn't make everything ok, I don't know what does. And for the record, it did.