WORST. FRIDAY. EVER.
I have to be at work, but I'm bored. And no one is updating their blogs, no matter how many times I refresh. And my boyfriend is incommunicado, having fun with friends and relatives in Colorado. And the kids at my publishing house are on vacation until the second week of January. And something is wrong with the new pair of contacts I popped in this morning. And I'm getting all whiny and shit.

I wonder if it's too early to start Happy Hour.