Post something that made you UNHAPPY today.

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Rain. Whenever I have to go out, it starts raining. Five minutes of walking in rain is enough to ruin half the day for me.

i couldn't find the shaving razor handle this morning.

They're doing what sounds like construction in our neighborhood and it's very loud.

A person filled with love that got too close on me

I have a really nasty headache and the ibuprofen isn't kicking in yet.

Nothing.

Neighbor on balcony below:

"I NEED TO SPEAK ON THE PHONE WHILE ON THE BALCONY, SO AS NOT TO DISTURB THE PEOPLE INSIDE THE APARTMENT. HOWEVER, I'M GOING TO SHOUT MY CONVERSATION SO FUTHERMUCKING LOUDLY THAT NOT ONLY WILL IT BE AUDIBLE INSIDE THE APARTMENT, IT'LL BE HEARD INSIDE THE APARTMENT DIRECTLY ABOVE MINE, EVEN THOUGH MY NEIGHBOR HAS HIS PATIO DOOR CLOSED."

Why? Why is every human being in the world SO FRIGGIN' LOUD?

My night is ruined. My nerves are wracked, I'm shaking and I have a headache and feel nauseated.

Lady at work bawking when I told her I intended to get a meaner car one day.

Pffft, whatever lady, you have no idea what you're on about. Don't talk me outta this, it ain't gonna work.

When are people going to realize that I'm not shopping for practicality, I'm not shopping for small car economy, I'm shopping for ME.

Nothing.

Nothing

When I was on the treadmill, my shoes kept flopping around.
Also, I can only run short distances, and kept getting out a breath. I tried to run 5K, with breaks.
I look fat, probably from eating a bunch of mixed cereal last night.

Girl I like hasn't returned my messages. Seriously, my door is 5-6 feet from hers, she knows I like her, we've been friends for a few months. F*** off and return the message.

Ice cream truck. The tune is irritating. Do they think we want to have ice cream in this ten-miles-from-civilization backwoods location? Where I am from, we shoot before we shovel in ice cream. It sets my teeth on edge.

I went to the local store again, to get some more beer. I walked the half a mile trip. All the way back my right shoe gave a squeaking sound. I could imagine people staring at me through their windows thinking, "This guy is the two-meter squeak-shoe."

Disgusting machine. No more coffee at home for me until I find an alternative way of making coffee. There is no way I can go back to instant coffee after years of enjoying espresso-based iced coffee. I might as well quit coffee altogether.

There is no direct bus route from my cottage to this afore-mentioned store. I have to walk. I'd rather sit on the back seat. The society should do something about it.

Another alternative is, of course, to crank start my Volga and take the bear with me.