Let's just say that today was not the best day ever. There is something frustrating about killing yourself over something, working hard, and having it blow up in your face. Yep. Just that great.
The day was so bad, I don't feel like reliving details. Goodbye.
2 comments:
Poor thing! I hope things get better for you. And I also hope that I get the details. Even if I have to get them from Mom.
By the way, I loved that book (Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, that is) when I was a kid.
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