Mahrah just had the balls to try to pawn off a presentation to a social work class on me, and then acted like she expected me to turn her down. I don't want to be here today.
I think I'm getting a cold sore.
4pm is sooo beer-thirty today.
It's just one of those days you wish life had a reset button, or at least the ability to yell "mulligan" and start all over.