I was all keyed up to go on the Oak Park-Evanston Meet-Up Mass tonight, and I get out of school and I have a flat fucking tire. By the time I got it patched, there was no way I'd be able to get home, put on a new tube and get out to Oak Park on time. Dumb fucking luck.
Right now I want to cry and throw things. The weather is so great for a bike ride, but I'm too fucking demoralized to care anymore. I might get together with Tara later, but I don't hold high hopes for that. Everyone else is busy.
Have a great fucking weekend. Choke on your plans.
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