Normally, I'm not the sort to kvetch on day-to-day stuff. I mean, nobody wants to read about how "awful" my day was only to think "Bitch, that ain't awful. THIS is awful..." and proceed to shove how good actually do have it down my gob. I wouldn't blame them for it, either, honestly. But if I don't tell someone, I'm going to just....*pop!* and...I'm just this side of afraid of what that might be.