Today has been a craptastic day. I am 99.999999% that I did not get the job that I applied for (as Lit’l Smokey’s boss), and my vacation in July is being cancelled. Am not happy about either one of those things.
As a result of the disappointment of both of those things, I decided to inhale a cheese steak and 16 pounds of french fries. Now my stomach hurts. For those of you that watch Reno 911 you might recognize this next line: I feel like I’ve been gastro-intestinely raped.
Ugh, won’t this day just end.
