one of those days

Did you ever have one of those days where you pass out at 2 in the morning trying to do your reading homework and wake up just in time to throw on pants and a shirt and run to class caffeine in hand, to realize that you have forgotten to wear your letters and have not yet written the extensive three page essay you had due. Meanwhile, after writing it in the half-hour break you get Macon Coffee screws up and looses your order making you late for class, haven't eaten in a day and a half so you feel rude yet justified for eating in class after showing up late. Then when asked to read in front of the class you later discover two that at least two of the people in the class roll their eyes at your writing and whisper about you behind your back. From there you have to go turn in your essay only to have to deal with a phone-call from your irksome mother who refuses to let you go or support you in any of your endeavours and absolutely finds it necessary to bitch in you ear. After this (and finally getting to put your letters on) you discover you have a parking ticket which you proceed to take a picture of the space you are in, go to work to report that you will be late to because you have to go fight said ticket, which said picture gets you out of - barely.
- by the way the very first spot in front of Thomas Branch where it just starts to get yellow - IS ILLEGAL - there will be a sign soon!
After havign to almost push you car to another spot - because it won't start,
you get to work an hour late, still have to go to the post office and send Valentines-Day cards and a birthday card for your Grandfather who is 81 ^-^ and once you are at work you realize that after talking your way out of your second ticket, you still need to go to the post office and get postage for the cards you were planning on dropping in the mail in the morning. The day still isn't over, but lets see what happens.