Oh, it's ONE OF THOSE WEEKS, all right

Dammit to HELL.

I just opened a beer and spilled it before I'd taken the first sip. And this was my first beer of the evening, so don't look at me like that. I have to say, I've never seen a beer spilled that impressively before. I caught the neck of it with my elbow as I was turning, and it made a complete rotation before it hit the floor, where it bounced up into another half-rotation. I grabbed it, but almost all of it had already chugged out. So basically the beer was distributed onto the circumference of a vertical circle bisecting my tiny kitchen; in non-mathematical terms, that means all the fuck over the kitchen and me. It was pretty freakin' spectacular, really.

Hence, I was more bemused than irritated. Right up until I reached into the fridge and realized that that had been the last beer. Then I was right pissed off. Oh well. The Lord sends us these things every once in a while, to remind us that the Earth is not our home.