• Mood: nauseated

Not looking forward to this day.

This is a completely useless post, and heaven knows there are many worse things happening to far too many people on my flist. But I am dreading what will be a very ugly confrontation with a very difficult person this afternoon, and (without wanting to wish my life away) I will be glad when it's Friday evening.

I'm so tired of being the person who always, always, has to do the dirty work.

To redeem this unrelieved whining, here, have some Mally-Lee-with-a-sword: