Maybe It Gets Better Now...?

My Wednesday morning: cleaning up dog vomit off my comforter, arriving late to work despite having left home on time due to bus delays caused by a fire on Eastlake, and then tanking horribly during my Mandarin oral exam due to under-preparation and a major case of nerves driving every word I ever learned right out of my head, all before noon. Here's hoping the rest of the day, and weekend, improve.

And, in hopes of nicer things to come, a picture of flowers. Happy Thanksgiving, pipples.