The joke is on me...

Today has been one of those days where I should have called in sick and stayed in bed. There was bad news everywhere. I woke up and flipped on the normally lighthearted CW31 newscast to news that the stock market is dropping faster than pants on prom night. Not only was that the sole focus of their 'serious news' segment, but they proceeded to do a picture in picture of the falling stock numbers and place it in the corner of the screen to watch for the rest of the newscast.

A trainer at the gym once told me that people don't check their heart rate on cardio machines because they get freaked out watching their heart rate rise. The same principle can be applied to the stock market fiasco this morning. I did not like watching the negative stock numbers rise (or fall, I guess) and it apparently set the tone for the rest of the day.

Everything went wrong today. There were about 7 accidents on the freeway today; our email and print server went down making work impossible; it was rainy and cold; Heath Ledger kicked the bucket; and I was inundated with stupid questions at work. I'm telling you... it was a full moon or something. I needed another day off.