no good horrible bad day

[kibblets]

Something came over Chris this evening as we sat down at the Olive Garden, and he proceeded to get into 3 minor arguments with me over the dumbest things (no, really; very trivial things). The third time I had had enough of him jumping all over me, and so for the remaining time there, we ate most of our dinner in silence. To make matters worse, he had talked me out of getting an appetizer I wanted. Plus, he talked me out of getting the entree I wanted, as he wanted to get the same thing (after I pointed it out to him), which is something he usually makes fun of me for: changing my mind because I don't want to order the same thing. To make matters even lower, my dish wasn't all that, even after adding a shitload of salt & pepper. Chris offered me some of his, but I wasn't having that.

Oh well, I was hoping I'd get a nice evening relaxing after the stressful day: went to class at 9am, then wrapped up a lab, then took a test, drove home to pick Chris up for our next class together, went to that class, went to work, got yelled at by a member of the credit union for his own stupidity -- really, how can a guy get mad at us for preparing to repossess his car after he acknowledged that he ignored our calls for the past 2 months -- dealt with other crazy matters, went to the gym to work out and try the steam sauna, got picked up by Chris, and then went to dinner to continue the no good, horrible bad day.

I'm gonna go lie down and play with my Virtual Boy that I bought on eBay. Remember that marketing flop? Sweeeeeet.