Monday, August 17, 2009

A day when....

The high heat setting in the commercial dryer does not dry your clothes.
The knife refuses to slice tomatoes but slash them.
The cilantro freezes to ice in the refrigerator.
The only news on television is about n th investigation of MJ's death.
You forget half of your grocery in the super market.
The car refuses to align with the parking line.
The onions leave you sobbing more than ever.
The conditioner makes your hair rough.
You stop being a cleanliness freak.
You feel a creased shirt should be in fashion.
The recipe you cook tastes like porridge.
The vending machine gives you back 16 coins of 1 dollar.
You feel like screaming at the people who smile at you.
The only visual you see outside your window is the cemetery across the road.
The toilet paper feels like a sand paper.
You hallucinate that you are getting suffocated in pounds of flesh meat.
At prime time there are back to back episodes of 'Ghost Whisperers'.
Your naked eye can locate all the microbes in the air.
The carpet design appears like a thousand bed bugs crawling at you.
.... I am just having a bad day today.

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