It’s been one of those days when I wonder what, if anything, else can go wrong.
I laid the bike down (gently at least) and strained myself picking it up.
I found out that a major deadline that I thought was at the *end* of October is actually at the *beginning*.
WestHost, my Web site provider, somehow killed my page counter again (after I’d written one specifially to be idiotproof). I think I’m well over a million hits on my home page– but who can tell?
In the afternoon, the bike wouldn’t start, so I had to take the bus home (carrying all my gear of course).
When I got home I found that my roof had been leaking, and that plumbers had broken into my place at the behest of the guy downstairs (who, to be fair, was also getting leaked on).
Just to show that I’m still young and hip and trendy, though, I’m blaming it all on Global Warming.