I’m not even superstitious about this day, but man mine has been fraught with disasters. I was 30 minutes late to work because a major stop light near my office was out and it took a million years to let one car through at a time. omg. Then on my way to babysit my precious Phoenix, I got rear ended!! No damage to anyone’s car (Escape bumpers are indestructible for reals) so I told the guy to just forget about it. (Got his info anyway just in case) But jesus, so inconvenient + the horrifying adrenaline shakes that take a half hour to wear off. yuck. I got to have a night in with my booboos which was a nice break from weirdness. They bought me a nice bottle of wine as payment and I was so excited to drink it and relax when I got home. I got one glass in and thanks to my allergies, had a terrible coughing fit which turned into gagging which of course turned into vomiting for 10 minutes. UUUGHGH now I just feel like fucking shit, you know that burny throat/numb teeth feeling you get when you barf too much? Is that really gross? …Yeah, it is. I’ll stop now.
you made my night
whenever I call in sick to work, I always feel a little better after hanging up the phone. which always leaves me wondering if I’d made a terrible mistake