first, breaking a big toe (right before a big walking trip),
and then going to a Haunted House and catching the flu and ending up in bed for 4 days,
and then having that flu fly up into your head as a full blown head cold,
and then staying up til 2 a.m. counting ballots when the entire F'ING state votes the WRONG WAY,
and then having to ride around Cobscook Bay the next morning in an open boat when it is 41 degrees?
What could be worse than all that?
Waking up this morning with a giant stye on my left eyelid.
Please. please... just shoot me now.