In the name of a very wise Aussie friend "today sucks, it just absolutely sucks"... today is the kind of day that you want an addiction to sidetrack your brain from thinking how bad the day actually is. Could you believe that I awoke with full knowledge that today would be one disaster after another?? [think minor firework eruptions with each passing minute] First i fell out of bed when turning off my militant alarm clock [killed both my knees on the bed frame], took a geogology test before i opened my eyes [horrific subject, vile teacher] and kept going [should have listened to my inner chakra] and proceeded to have the most spectacularly worst day ever. Survey results were messed up, homework could not be concentrated on, writing has withered and abandoned me, coffee was crap-o-la, and it took my train 45 minutes to show up... It still amazes me how awful a day could actually turn out. Clearly with representation of self so profoundly out of wack it is not the day to meet the President, future employer, extraterrestrial life, the mailpersonnel or even acknowledge my pet turtle. The only think of to escape my one-woman disaster zone was to run away to this tiny craft shoppe called 'sew therapy' [the only therapy besides dry martini humour i can currently afford] and bought the most beautiful yarn [not to strangle myself with- i assure you] to possibly undertake a productive project. Still, next time i feel one of these days coming along I am not going to bother attempting to function, or try and pretend to have normal civilized conversations with people, in fact i am going to do what i do best: take a pint of vanilla ice cream, a portable laptop and not even try to get beyond the region of my abusive bed...... on the bright side in a couple hours this too shall pass ... and as always gd bless airline tickets...