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You know those says when you wake up and the smallest thing happens and you just know.... YOU JUST FUCKING KNOW YOUR ENTIRE DAY IS SHOT TO HELL?!?! THAT WAS MY DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So it's first thing in the morning..... like 11 am and I'm talking to kaiba-poopsy-bubsy-boo on the phone as im walking out the door. i say "Mmm! It smells great outside! What a great da-" I can't even get it out of my mouth because the wind takes a giant, wet leaf and bitch slaps me with it. That's what I get for being optimistic : /
And so the rest of my day was work being a disaster zone: sliced my hand open with a box cutter, dropped a giant can on nacho cheese on my kneecap, overflowed the sink 6 times, slipped on the water i spilled and fell down, i had to stay 45 minutes later at work because i forgot what day it was and closed an hour late, left the toilet paper i bought for the house at work, stepped in a giant puddle, couldn't light my cigarette because a black cloud of hate follows me wherever i fucking go, dropped my soda while trying to light my cigarette, hit every red light on the way home, narrowly avoided being hit by some fuckstick, got dishwater on my shirt so it looked like i was lactating, my boyfriend calls and says he's coming up to visit me for the weekend..... just so many shitty things AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS : ( nobody answer that.