Crappy. That's how it was. Though at least I didn't have to ride the T.

I forgot my fenders, so I arrived with a thoroughly wet and dirty butt. Ran over a piece of glass that managed to puncture my front Ultra Gatorskin (and of course, the tube). My Superflash developed a leak and was activating the button at random. My headlight's batteries died. Finally, some idiot turned off of a one-way onto the two-way that I was on, but did so apparently thinking that the latter was also a one-way, i.e. in my lane, directly toward me. That last one was only a close call, not a collision, but still . . . .

Here's hoping that the ride home is better. Luckily, my wonderful girlfriend was running late and was able to bring in my fenders with her, and I was able to make it over there during lunch, so at least there's that.