Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day Remember that book? It's really about me, and today. They just printed "Alexander" instead of "Amanda" to protect my identity. Shhhhh... AKA: Whining Thread→[More:]
As Alexander's day progresses, he faces a barrage of bummers worthy of a country- western song: getting smushed in the middle seat of the car, a dessertless lunch sack, a cavity at the dentist's office, stripeless sneakers, witnessing kissing on television, and being forced to sleep in railroad-train pajamas. He resolves several times to move to Australia.

Ok, so I didn't wake up with gum in my hair, but today is still awful. And I wasn't going to whine about it except for my bit in the three point update thread, until the last phone call I took at work made me want to cry. It was nothing hard and no one mean - just loads of people making my job harder than it needs to be. I'm also more bored at work than usual because they keep taking my responsibilities away from me, and I haven't had any luck finding another job. I also have an appointment with my chiropractor tonight and I have to drive far away for it. I don't want to go, but my hips hurt and I should go. And I spent more money than I should have on lunch. And it's about 100 degrees in my office right now and I'm kinda sweaty. I'm leaving.