Sheer Excellence
Yesterday went so terribly I ended up wondering which god's shins I'd kicked in a past life, because that has to be the only explanation for it. Everything I did went terribly wrong in some way or another and by the end of the day I ended up wanting to cry, only I hate crying so I didn't. But I felt like it, which was bad enough. If there are critical dice rolls I should be making in life I've been botching every single one for the past year or so, and yesterday was a good reminder of that. Oh, and to top it off, I just got the swift kick of insomnia in my ass and I kind of feel like dying right now.
I can only hope tomorrow goes nicely, because I will be going to Toronto for a free comic con with my friend Steve and going to Toronto is always a nice thing, and for comic books an even better thing. I know which comics I'll be looking for as well - either Deadpool or Booster Gold, and there are supposed to be a ton of comic book artists and even a few actor guests there as well. If nothing else it should be nice and fun, because Steve and I will be doing lunch once we arrive in Toronto as well. Mrgh.
Maybe God just hates me.
Also I find Stephen Harper's campaign of "OH NOZ! TAXES!" kind of hilarious.
I can only hope tomorrow goes nicely, because I will be going to Toronto for a free comic con with my friend Steve and going to Toronto is always a nice thing, and for comic books an even better thing. I know which comics I'll be looking for as well - either Deadpool or Booster Gold, and there are supposed to be a ton of comic book artists and even a few actor guests there as well. If nothing else it should be nice and fun, because Steve and I will be doing lunch once we arrive in Toronto as well. Mrgh.
Maybe God just hates me.
Also I find Stephen Harper's campaign of "OH NOZ! TAXES!" kind of hilarious.