I’m not having a good day. Everything is just annoying me, and I hate sitting at my stupid small wobbly desk in a stupid kitchen chair. And my foot still hurts, and I hate father’s day, and the only thing on tv is some stupid arch support infomercial that promises to make feet not hurt for only $99.99 and up.
And I’m starting to think that having a coffeehouse thing at the wedding isn’t going to work because all sorts of people who are performers who I thought might have wanted to do something aren’t even going to come, and if I’m the only one performing, that’s just stupid and lame and why would anyone want to listen to just me. Stupid. Lame.