…one of those "fuck you world, I hate you and all of your braindead inhabitants" days. But I am wearing a decadent cashmere sweater in a radioactive shade of fuschia (is there any other kind?) as I grimace and it makes it marginally better. I am busy as fuck and thanks to IT issues, have gotten even busier. On the bright side, I may see Danish fellow from new year's eve night and hopefully he can rid me of my demons for a bit. He better.