Today is one of these days when the universe refuses to cooperate in a childish and petty fashion. Everything is slightly annoying, without any particular annoying thing rising high enough for you to bash it with a hammer of will. I feel that I set out to do something and immediately get snared in a web of having to wait for this or that. My brain's gone fuzzy and I can't even write a longer entry to describe this better. Or spell.
I'm still happy, but it's probably wise to go to bed and wait for tomorrow.