Fitting end to a less-than-ideal week:

As I was leaving my apartment this morning - literally, the door was open and I had my purse and keys and bills in hand - I thought to myself, "Self, you need something other than Angry White Boy music at work, so pick something out quick. Come on, we're running late already."

So in short order, I had a selection that I felt sure would get me through the day comfortably. Imagine my surprise when I got to work and prepared to pop one of them in the player, ... and found the case empty.

Turns out that out of the 6 cds I brought to work, 4 of them were empty. And one of them had a wholly dissimilar cd in it. So today, it's Angry White Boy music, Pink and Ella Fitzgerald.

Argh.