Ah, the joys of my day. Lets see . . .
Realizing that the reason I couldn't understand the article I was trying to read is that the author wrote it in a different dialect of Arabic than I speak. (This was two hours and MUCH frustration into a tutoring session)
Having the plumbing break in my flat AGAIN and having to fix it with a butter knife and a sponge. McGyver's got nothing on me!
Well, that's actually most of the day. It was pretty normal besides that, although I've still got a few hours left before I call it quits for the night . . .