Why can't anything just go smoothly from start to finish some days? Why does it seem like some days that EVERY LITTLE SIMPLE THING is such a hardship??
Screaming seems like a logical response, but also one that would get me escorted out of most public places, so I try to refrain from doing so. It would be so great though, wouldn't it? Just once.
Days like these call for some Haagen-Dazs Banana Split ice cream with fudge topping and nuts, so that's what I'm gonna do.