Not a good Monday. I could complain all I want about what happened at work today (and it was bad), but no, I won't.

Not when my friend Feeda just came back from the hospital with chest pains. I've experienced them myself, and they're no joke. So I know if you have chest pains serious enough for the hospital....but I'm just really glad she's fine and doing well.

Hey, at least she'll be pampered like a queen at her home.

In hindsight, it turned out to be ok. But at the station when I heard the news, in the state I was, and the pent-up tension...well.

The fire fighter in charge of cleaning the office isn't going to like those footprints on the wall.