I thought I was going to have a good day. That was my first mistake. Everything seemed fine, and for once, I figured I might get through a day without something coming along to piss me off. Then, right on schedule, something fucked it up. It never seems to fail. You try to keep a decent attitude, mind your own business, and get through the day without any unnecessary bullshit. Apparently, that’s asking too much. Every time I think I might actually enjoy myself, life throws another pile of crap in the way. I’m getting tired of this routine.

Why do I even bother trying? Seriously. You make an effort, try to keep things positive, and somebody or something comes along and wrecks the whole damn thing. I’m not asking for perfection. I’m not asking for a winning lottery ticket or a new computer with a 1990s UNIX workstation aesthetic. I just want a decent fucking day without some unexpected bullshit turning it into another reason to be irritated. Tomorrow, I’ll probably get up and try again, because apparently I haven’t learned my lesson. Until then, everybody can leave me the hell alone.

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