This is not the day. Not after "Battlestar Galactica" went and killed off my favorite character last night. Never thought I would wish her to be a Cylon, but that's all I'm left with. Or magic bracelets or something.
So this is not the day for the web filter at work to have added Pandora to their list of blocked sites. Rude.
And travelling by metro (yes, still) means I get more reading done during my commute, but it also sometimes means you arrive at the station right as the hero just proposed to the heroine and aaack!
Not the day.