Today.

Yesterday, I called in to work. It's not like I called in and wasn't because I seriously was. I haven't been this in a long time and I'm tired of it. I want it to end.

So today I went to work. I got there thinking, I can always go home if I start feeling bad again. The started ok but soon turned into crazy place as soon as I found out that I couldn't print from the application I work in all day. My hell began.

After a million emails to the dudes that were supposed to be able to help me I ended up getting my answers from the chicka that sits in the cube next to me. Hmmm, what a surprise that the guys that are actually getting paid to help me couldn't. Either way, I was lucky and it did get fixed. Thanks Andrea. You are my hero.

I go about my day and eventually my day is over. I head over to the Roller Dome thinking I'm ok enough to blade. Boy was I wrong.

This was me.... . I could get going for nothing. I felt like puking the entire time and only ended up doing 6 of the 8 miles I had planned.

Anyway, I thought I would tell you about it and share with you the new smiling faces I have had on my desktop for months but just never got a round to figuring out. Anyone interested in having them for your site go here.

Well, since I live in the arctic Minnesota and we are supposed to have like, 10 bazillion inches of snow in the next few days, I must find a blanket or ten to cuddle up in. It's time to hunker down and watch the heat bill rise. I need to move people! I need to move!