bad day

You know, nine hours is a lot of time when you're wearing uncomfortable undies, and it feels much longer. I literally had my panties in a bunch today, and ended up in a pissy mood because of it...you can only pick a wedgie so many times before it becomes lewd conduct in a public place. In fact, I was in such a foul state of mind today that I felt an impending rant chock full of terrible generalizations and filthy four lettered words. I was going to moan about work and social beauty standards and the predictability of people, even the ones who consider themselves on the fringes of society. But then I argued with the rideshare guy the entire drive home about date rape and gender roles and other feminist-lite subjects, so that took a lot of the steam out of my engine...lucky you. However, let it be known that I have decided that I definitely HATE my job. It is giving me the much needed motivation to get my shit together and study for my GRE so I can have a useless graduate degree to go with my useless undergrad degree. But next time around I'll have student loans to default on, so it'll be that much better.