So today work crossed the line from hideous and stressful into so ridiculously bad it is actually hysterically funny territory. By which I mean this afternoon something went wrong which caused my boss to say, "...something's wrong," and which means that everything I did between last Wednesday and 4pm today?

Has to be started from scratch tomorrow morning.

So I basically started laughing around then and couldn't really stop. XD And since it's gone balls up this badly? I'm no longer worried about fucking all this important stuff up. Now I can just get on with doing the damn job instead of fretting about it. Hurrah!

Half of work is down with some dread flu or other, too, so it was very quiet today.

Went out to dinner for mum's birthday in China Town to a place Chris knows which is not better than Valley Corner and therefore matters not. :P

Now... well, now that I've written a little I've stopped being totally exhausted, but I should get to bed reasonably soon. They've put the meeting back by an hour so I can sleep in until 6.30 if I want, but I want to get up at 6 and be showered and awake since I'll actually have to talk. On the bright side, I can actually access work stuff from home now, so I won't have to flounder uselessly. Score!