My night ended by throwing an empty beer can out of my house. But that is not the way that it started. Believe me...

I went to work like a good little boy. There was a fog, a stench that I couldn't handle. A blown light ballast, said the previous worker. I was prepared to accept that explanation, except I kept getting dizzier and woozier by the second.

"Fuck this!" I declared, but there was nobody there to here me. Well, there actually were, but this entry is bullshit, so hopefully I sill clear everything up tomorrow.