There's a lot I can complain about. Last night, I watched the last episode of Couples Fear Factor, and the team I was rooting for lost. I couldn't sleep for the first hour because the air conditioning installed in the building outside my room (about 2 meters away) was dripping onto a low metal roof driving me absolutely nuts. Broken down, I succumbed and opened a pack of ear plugs I had brought from Canada. Damnit, I was saving those for a special occasion. I slept poorly thereafter, tossing and turning, making my 7 hours sleep seem like much less. In the morning, I watched some UFC 39 that was on TV, and the heavy-weight bout ended with Ricco Rodriguez beating Randy Couture, which wasn't the ending I was hoping for. I walked to work because it was pouring out. This gave me a chance to realize that the umbrella that came free with my body wash doesn't cover diddly squat (maybe the idea is to make you think "shower"...) and reduced my pants to two wet extensions from a dry pair of shorts. The hood of my water resistant windbreaker did a fine job of collecting rain before a gust of wind lifted it, emptying its contents into the back of my shirt. Work started with a frustrating debugging task that cost me my lunch break, my lunch nap, and it never got resolved before we decided it wasn't our fault. Now, I'm still tired, and I probably can't go for a workout because it wouldn't be worth my time to sit at the equipment and yawn.

And oddly enough, it spite of all this, I'm still deliriously happy because my laptop crisis has come to an end. I should sleep well tonight.