Things are actually really good otherwise, but yeah, I'm feeling pretty shitty right now.
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Monday, December 11, 2017
Current Mode: Blah
It's just every sports team in town lost (not really, but it felt like it), and my fantasy football team fucking pooped out (not even one single goddamn point, Josh McCown?!), and it's snowing out, and even though it's not a whole lot, it's enough to grind the morning commute to a standstill, which means I'll have to waste 45 fucking minutes to get to work, which means I'll have to get up early in order to drive, let alone to wipe the snow off my car.
Labels:
bad mood,
cars,
fantasy sports,
getting up,
losing,
slow,
sports,
time,
traffic,
winter
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