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Barkeep, I need a strong one

Okay, so I spoke too soon. Yesterday may have been swell, but today really sucked. It wasn't even one of those "Awww, your day was AWFUL, honey!" days. It was one of those "Damn, that sucks" days.

On a scale of one to ten? Eh, we'll give it a 5. Let's just say it could have been a lot worse.

Shitty thing #1: I lost one of my notebooks.
I carry around a couple of steno pads with all of my notes, TDLs, idea lists, brainstorms, and even some calendars I tucked between the pages. Plus, in the front I have the rough drafts of the articles I wrote for Youth and Government earlier this year. My notebooks are sentimental to me. I rarely crumple up ANY of the pages, even if they only have notes back and forth between me and one of my friends. I just don't do it.
In conclusion, losing one of my notebooks is like losing a toe. I can live without it, but it still feels really weird.

Shitty thing #2: My favorite baseball player, Chase Utley, broke his hand today.
Probably the BEST player on the Phillies, today Chase was hit by a Nationals pitcher (little bastard). The pitcher was severely messed up angry, because then he hit Ryan Howard as well. Chase played the entire game, but an x-ray revealed that he had broken his hand. He's my favorite player, and I was severely upset when I found out he was going to be out for a couple weeks. HEAL SOON, YOU AMAZING SON OF A BITCH YOU!

Shitty thing #3: I'm out of clean underwear.
Okay, so I wasn't supposed to tell you that. But I'm struggling for washer/dryer time over here.

Shitty thing #4: It seems as if I've forgotten how to drive.
I was doing fine for a while, but now I keep messing up and almost crashing into things. The other day, I was driving and I saw a pretty hot guy off to the side of the road. Well, I wasn't paying enough attention when I made my turn, so I almost ran into a day care. Sorry kids.

Shitty thing #5:
I still haven't seen Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
And I'm the only one.

Shitty thing #6: I really need more books.
Specifically, the sequels to all my recent favorites. I still have books from my library, but I haven't been able to get through them. I need something with substance!

Here's to hoping tomorrow is BETTER!

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