Oh is it Friday? And it's the 13th? Huh.

And here i thought it was going to be a good day. I went to my college and paid my tuition fees. This was a bit touchy as I was 10 days late doing it so i wasnt entirely certain they would let me. But they did. I took this as a sign of good things to come.

What the hell was i thinking? I mean, I have met me. I have lived in this body and this life for almost 28 years now. What on earth made me think i would have a good day?

Went to the gym and had a adequate work out. Afterwards went into my car, lit a smoke and proceeded to get rear ended. My car moved 2 feet. I whacked my head off the steering wheel. I have a huge bump on my head.

Come home. Phone rings. I answer it. It is work, so you know this will be good.

I asked Q to work 7am to 10am for me. (I would come in at 10 and work until 8pm) She said it was no problem. However she then went to my boss and bitched about how i was trying to force her to take my shift. So i now have to do it anyway.

Phone rings.

Since my OSAP got completely and royally buggered for this semester, the NATIONAL STUDENT LOAN OFFICE aka The Nazi Brigade of Repayment says i have to start repaying my loans May 31 to the tune of $395 a month. Even though i am a full time student. Paying tuition. And rent. And food and bills and gas and daycare. Working a part time job.

It's only 4 pm!!!

I expect for the rest of the day for the following things to happen:
-an elephant to sit on my foot and break it
-the hydro to go out and all the food in my fridge to waste; what little there is of it
-a small fire centralized entirely on just my clothes
-a bird to kamikaze into my window and die on my balcony. Again. (This happened 2 summers ago. I wasnt entirely certain what to do with the body. So i threw it off my balcony. Don't worry, I made sure there was no one underneath.)
-a parking ticket
-find out i got someone pregnant. Now i know this is physiologically impossible, but hey! It's me! And if it's bad, it will happen.

On the brightside, I got asked on a date.
Well, not so much a date as a 'he needs to go to a wedding 2 hours away and doesnt have a car and could you please drive me even if that means you have to be my date' date. Doesnt that sound romantic? Doesnt it just want to make you vomit chocolate hearts?