The day I should not have waken up.

Not only personal problems happened this night, which I may or may not go into later on, but I dreamt of waking up and deciding to not go to work. I was dreaming - I end up waking up at the expected time and decided the dream was no problem.

I will finally send my disclaimer letter to the FSF to become involved in the Translation Project, thus I decided I would go straight to the post office. I had to go to a bank first, though, to get some money, as my wallet is completly empty.

When I reached the bank, where's my bank card? I forgot it in some shirt's pocket. I could not send the letter and had to walk to work, which is not that close to the Ministry of Justice, where I intended to do my stuff. I'll have to borrow money for lunch and going home. I'm expecting the worst for today - tomorrow is another day, of course. What scares me is tomorrow is still 13h 22' from now.