I do a lot of griping here when other people make my job harder, so it's only fair that I own up when I do it to myself. Today I discovered not one, not two, but three separate mistakes which I had to go back and fix. One was very minor, one was sort of minor but probably really annoyed the person I was trying to help when I made the mistake, and one could have been a disaster had I not happened to notice it today. Luckily no permanent damage appears to have been done, but I am a little ticked off at ...myself.

On the bright side, only Pushing Daisies could make me laugh at a procession of dead clown bodies on stretchers. (Even if I did see that joke coming as soon as they pulled the clown car out of the water. That show is demented in a really good way.) Plus, I found the perfect shoes for my Halloween costume -- or at least they will be perfect once I find some decoupage medium. And on that vague note, I will show myself out.