It’s been a week of bad news. Well, a lifetime really, but this week has been exceptional.

Bad news item one: Our ideas may not be successful for us, but they are good enough to steal.

Bad news item two: I’ve unintentionally angered an old man who has my home address.

Bad news item three: The check engine light has come on in the car. We need to pay off debt, not fix the shit-mobile.

Now, none of this is tragic. Not yet at least. But it’s not exactly gratifying either.

And I am in serious need of some gratification right now.