My regular email is officially being wonky as well, which is just the capper. I've decided August and September both suck, and devoutly wish for October now. Or say, Christmas. I can totally make it to the decorations and cookies.
My sulking is very loud in its silence, so to speak. I wish I were on the beach again. I swear that was the epitome of this year and everything has been icky since. Also, my boss is going to drive me nuts.
*sulks, loudly* Christmas. Decorating. Ornaments. The Christmas Store. Cookies.