"I am no bird; and no net ensnares me..."

Normally I'm a very positive person, things don't get me down much and this week is really no different. Though the Universe does seem to be trying to keep me down.

Monday was....well a Monday. (Warning: I'm going to be cryptic here, sorry) I got some upsetting news yesterday morning, not bad news per se. But news I vehemently did not want to hear, of the put your fingers in your ears and say la la la as loudly as you can variety. So I was pouty for a while. This was cured by an evening with Eileen who totally proves herself worthy of the meritorious title of Best Friend. Especially with this quote: "Bad news should never come before lunch. No! Bad news should never come before cocktails!" Brilliance.

So everything nauseating about Monday was fixed by a margarita, dinner with the Romeros, and Guatemalan Coffee Shops. Tuesday looked good, spent the morning prepping Holly and Alex's wedding present and walking Queenie. But when I got off the desk at work to run some errands I ran into trouble. My car started making the most horrific squealing which turned out to be my fan belt. Luckily I have the most handy dad ever and he was able to meet me and figure out what was wrong and what part he needed to fix it. With some gruffness of course. :P So that's how I spent my lunch hour. Instead of eating Pad Thai and watching the Office I was sitting in a Conoco parking lot, sweating. Woot. But I had already gotten my errands run for the most part and I borrowed mom's car to get back to work and I got a fair amount of stuff done tonight. Though I am glad the night almost over. Speaking of which I better finish closing up.

Anyway, as for the omens. I just hope we got the none fun stuff out of the way early this to get ready for some awesomeness in the future.