My upstairs neighbor, someone I always thought was relatively cooler than me, is rockin’ out to some Sheryl Crow.

I guess I’m not a very good judge of character.

I had a crappy day. Punctuated intermittently by more crappiness. I scrambled all day to get out of work on time, only to leave over an hour late.

Just in time to watch a squirrel get run over.

Now admittedly the squirrel—and a lot of other people—had a much worse day than I, but that just sucked.