Facts not in dispute: It is April, and I am a fool

Terrible work day. Terrible. The issues were far to ridiculous to detail here, more than to say there are about six hours of this day I will never recover. And I am apparently not quite done dumping my time into the universe's atomic dust bin. There's more to come tomorrow. You people responsible for the ridiculousness? You suck. In case you were wondering. Not saying I don't also suck. But you definitely suck more. Just sayin.