Number 5
Today, I dropped my iPod down two flights of stairs. Not bouncy-bouncy down the stairs, but straight down through this hole along the side of the stairs. Amazingly, the thing still plays music, but the LCD broke so I can't see what music I'm playing, exactly.

I'm sitting here eating mini cookies, checking email, and one just flew out of my hand, much like my iPod did earlier. Only, the cookie fell on my shirt, not down the stairs. And the cookie wasn't worth almost $200.

And I'm PMSing and had a rough day. Full of insecurities.

I could really use a full night's sleep and an attitude adjustment.

I'll go to the gym instead.