Never post when you're grumpy....

I had a really bad day at work on Sunday. Suffice it to say that I had a series of angry, violent dreams that night, culminating with visions of holding a body down in a creekbed while stabbing it repeatedly in the face.

It was one of those odd things where it was actually someone else doing the dirty work as I watched. But I knew...*knew* that it was really me. You know?

So that's why I didn't come here and write about my day.

You understand.