April 17, '06
D'abord - A tribute to one of the greatest 24 episodes ever. 24 was on tonight. 24 was on tonight. 24 was on tonight. Only 167 more hours. Only 167 more hours. 24 was on tonight. It's fucking Monday.
Now that I've tried to get that out of my system...
It's Monday.
Now that I've tried to get that out of my system...
Cannot.
ANYWAY...
Ever had one of those days when everything went wrong? It's happened to Jack Bauer five ti--
Actually, this is about my life. Not Jack Bauer's. Though, I must say that my entire life revolves around Ja--
Now that I've tried to get that out of my system...
You ever have one of those days when everything went wrong? When you realize that your call to your piano teacher from last night has gone answered? When you call her and she doesn't pick up? When it takes until two hours before time zero that she finally sets something up? When the terrorists are sanctioned by -
Sorry.
When it takes until eleven in the morning for the call to come through that you're waiting for? When you realize that burning DVDs requires hard drive space that takes 20 minutes to produce? When your ride comes half an hour too early and you have to turn it down? When your mom comes home an HOUR early and asks pesky quesitons? When your mom interrupts a burning while you're in your room, forcing a 30-minute delay? When you are FORCED to appeal to an Asian parent whom you have JUST rejected? When for the tenth time this week, you abandon all dignity and class in guilt of not arriving somewhere you said you would be?
You know what I'm talking about.
Today was one of those days.
... 166 hours, 20 minutes.
10:40p.m.
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