I’ve woken up this morning in a pretty shitty mood.  One of those that if I were even realtively well off I’d stay home from work.  I have five minutes before I have to leave for work and here I sit.  Maybe it was the bad dream I had.  Maybe it’s this nagging voice in the back of my head.  Maybe it’s the frickin’ fountain pop from yesterday.  I’m not sure.  All I do know is today is not the day for games.  So I’m praying that people don’t pick today to pick the same fights or start the same conversations.  I think we need signs for days like today like the warning on the cages at zoos.  Instead of don’t feed the animal something like shitty mood, talk at your own risk.  Or like your head? Want to keep it?  Go away.  Hopefully I’ll brighten up at work.