I'm in a funk today. And I'm not sure why. I was irritated at my husband because he wouldn't respond to me when I was trying to wake him up. (really??) I'm irritated driving in to work because no one drives as well as I do. Irritated at work. No explanation necessary. Irritated at lunch because, really, do these non-drivers just follow me around, watiting for me to get into my car? I think so.
Then I get back, sit at my desk and see where Lindsay Lohan had to go to jail. Suddently I feel better.