bad air day

today started bad and ended bad. i hate days like this.

the freakin sore throat i woke up with stayed with me the whole day. i had wanted to take a nap after lunch but the porcupine remained at home in my esophagus. i began to cough immediately after the bath i took.

i hauled our suv out of the garage and fetched my maiden and my lil sis from their schools. i had plans. dinner was my treat. from the parking lot to the mall interior, despite my condition, i was smiles with my equally merry companions. my smile vanished the moment the restaurant clerk made the stupid mistake of doubling a single order. long story short, i didn't get my tuna misono. my internal bomb was ready to blow but i had to swith it off. if, instead of yayie and layla and her chubby friend, i was with my guy friends, something would have been broken.

me and my bottled-up rage. i guess i am kinda like my dad. except i have better self-control.

the porcupine seems to be gradually retracting its quills. but he's still there.

publish post, turn off pc, and im going straight to bed...