An Off Night

Tonight was just lame. I hit some bumps (being stiffed on a tip, unfriendly customers, etc) at work that I just could not recover from-- I find that with my work at the Buzz I have to be in stride, all the pieces being together or I get scattered and don't get stuff done right/on time, and I end up in a bad funk. The funk was not elevated at all by unexpectedly having to walk the two miles home. It wasn't the walk, it's a lovely night out and I had my ipod, it was just... I guess I was feeling a bit "world is against me." The walk is actually nice, I should do it more. Or at least ride my bike. Watching four consecutive episodes of LOST was good escapism but I really think only a new day is going to make me chipper again. Hence, to bed.