It's been that kind of a week.
When you arrive in Cube City on Monday and you think it's Tuesday, you have a long and winding road ahead of you.
All week, I've been a day ahead in my mind, but nowhere else. Today, I feel that there's at least an excuse for it all. It's Friday the 13th. Bad things are supposed to happen. My justification for whatever goes wrong, or seems mixed up, is inherent in today's date.
It's not every day that you can feel comforted in your phobias and superstitions, so enjoy this day. And when somebody in Cube City tells you that you've screwed up today, just tell 'em -- "It's Friday the 13th."
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