So it isn’t quite Friday yet, but it’s close enough. I for one am thrilled. Why? When the best day of your week includes twisting your ankle, pain resulting from a dense, thoughtless moment that led to some (minor) bloodshed the previous night, and a very bad and persistet headache (among other such fun stuff), it can safely be said you’ve had a shitty week. Hopefully said week coming to an end will result in the barrage of crap easing up a bit as well. Probably not, life doesn’t work that way. But one can hope.