When some guy named Shulpa wrote down the laws of his father, Ur-Nammu.

Yeah. Well. After spending a gloomy, lonely, solitary-confinement like day of sorting through divorce papers (and other such items), watching so called adults act like 5 year olds fighting over a tickle me Elmo....with nothing to distract me but the constantly falling rain...you might forgive me for being all emo for a few moments.

Yeah.

Okay, so I slept like shit last night, had nightmares, woke up late, found I had no rubber bands for my hair, that my electric razor was uncharged, couldn't find the charger, AND we had no disposable razors. I had to drop off some checks into my account, try and find some breakfast (that didn't happen) and spent the rest of the day munching gorp (which was actually tasty).

So today, over all, was a draw. I think I could use some sun or something.