what a dreadful morning i'm having, my friends. awoke to a broken lock on the front door. whilst waiting for the superintendent to fix the thing, checked my mail for the first time in weeks, only to find a collection notice for a 12 year old phone bill from my university days -that my roommates apparently decided not to keep paying after i'd left- to the tune of a thousand dollars (which i surely do not have). also in this treasure trove of mail was a letter from my condo board asking for 60 bucks in payment for a noise complaint made against us in June [just a wee get together, but the balcony door was left open and apparantly my neighbours are ancient and no fun]. set out on my way to work, the heavy weights of debt upon my shoulders, and halfway through my ride, the left brake on my bike up-n-falls right off. just hangs there, dangling from the brake line [like i can afford to fix my effing bike right now]. upon arrival at my place of business i purchased a big giant coffee in the lobby, only to discover that the lid was ill-fitted when i dribbled hot coffee all down the front of my shirt. i have since advised my colleagues to keep me at arms length for the remainder of the day, lest a 16 tonne anvil should fall from the sky in my direction. poop. this is my life. here's hoping your day is going infinitely better than mine.