Mother always said there'd be days which are teh suck
Working with OpenOffice made me want to jab a big shard of glass into my neck. So much so, that I left my oven fries in too long.
My Lentil soup is has gone, to use the culinary term, hella lumpy.
Of the seven people in the house, I am the only one not currently (I mean, right now) getting hugs and kisses.