Things went up slightly. I went out for drinks with folks from work, which was fun (Cherry beer is very much like… well, alcoholic cherryade) and then for a curry, and then they put me up for the night to stop me having to take the bus back at 21:30. Which was nice.
Next morning I got dropped off at the station, found out I had a half hour to wait, and accidentally walked into a music shop then a comics shop and accidentally bought music, DVDs and comics. Then I caught my bus and went home.
On the other hand, the unusually painful blister that I thought I had on my toes turns out to be usually painful frostbite instead. Bloody delayed buses.