Given my little car's disagreement with the large Skoda yesterday, and the fact I've got a job interview at 8:30am tomorrow, and a Greek aural test at 8:30pm tomorrow — by which time I hope my ears have stopped ringing from the airbag detonation — I wasn't exactly in the most cheerful of moods when I got in.
And then I opened Jess's card, which is, in fact, teh definition of "teh cute". Email and LJ and Skype can go hang, as far as I'm concerned, there's nothing that beats a handwritten card in the sender's favourite colour with actual handwriting and notes written on the outside of the envelope and AIR MAIL written on it in big red letters :)
So, I now have a big smile on my face and a card on my mantelpiece. Thank you, teh SBj, that was good timing. *HUG*
1Well, apart from the return address, anyway :)