I've been sick.  Too sick to go to work this week until today.  I walked into a shit storm of well, shit.  I hate taking time off of work because of the shit storm that always occurs upon my return.  Today I didn't even have a chance to take off my coat before people were in my office needing to speak to me.  Like if they waited another five seconds, the world would end.  Sometimes it's nice to be needed.  Sometimes I just want to take off my goddamn coat. 

My day isn't all that bad though. At least my finger didn't fall off in the middle of a poker game.  Seriously.  I can't stop laughing.