grr.
I AM SO GRUMPY. I didn't get to do my Writing Short Stories presentation after all, as we ran out of time (although this means I have an extra week to actually work out what I am going to say), my lecture was TIRING and made us all worry about our Cultural Theory essays and then, my friends, and THEN the scales were tipped from 'okay day' to 'bad day' when I had to wait an hour for the bus.
(There is one specific bus which goes by my house. Missed the 2.10, the 2.25 never turned up, realised I didn't have any money as the 2.40 arrived (and the bus driver wouldn't wait for me to get some), 2.55 again with the mysterious absence, and caught the 3.10 AT LAST. In hindsight, if I'd just caught one of the town buses at their many opportunities I would have got home a lot easier, but at first I would have rathered wait at the stop for the right bus than get an alternate bus and walk up the hill to my house AND THEN IT JUST BECAME A MATTER OF PRINCIPLE.)
And then I got home to find a package from my mum containing, in among the usual newspaper articles and recipe pages, AN HONEST TO GOD CUT-OUT BEARD. Apparently my mum just saw it and I knew I had to have and you know what? SHE WAS RIGHT. As soon as I find a decent pair of scissors, my life will be 100% complete.
So not quite so grumpy as I might have been, all in all.
(There is one specific bus which goes by my house. Missed the 2.10, the 2.25 never turned up, realised I didn't have any money as the 2.40 arrived (and the bus driver wouldn't wait for me to get some), 2.55 again with the mysterious absence, and caught the 3.10 AT LAST. In hindsight, if I'd just caught one of the town buses at their many opportunities I would have got home a lot easier, but at first I would have rathered wait at the stop for the right bus than get an alternate bus and walk up the hill to my house AND THEN IT JUST BECAME A MATTER OF PRINCIPLE.)
And then I got home to find a package from my mum containing, in among the usual newspaper articles and recipe pages, AN HONEST TO GOD CUT-OUT BEARD. Apparently my mum just saw it and I knew I had to have and you know what? SHE WAS RIGHT. As soon as I find a decent pair of scissors, my life will be 100% complete.
So not quite so grumpy as I might have been, all in all.