Luckily, the rains came and washed away the hate and anger from yesterday.
Well, sort of. I don't forget.
Seriously, the rain last night was far worse than any thing I saw from Hurricane Irene. I should've carried my emergency kit for my trek uptown.
I had a work dinner last night, which turned out not to be work at all. Just fun. Nice people. Good stories. And lots of food. Four desserts. And the first birthday wish of the week.
No complaints.