Journal of the Ink... by Kalamari Squidocious the First
Entry No. 107

Today, is not my day. Let me proceed to story you.

I couldn't sleep last night. I found one of my contact lenses torn. I was early going to work until it rained. I was late for work for the sixth time this month, and the tenth time overall (which means that if I am late three more times, I can kiss my bonus goodbye). I didn't have time to buy breakfast. I didn't bring a bottle of water to work. My boss just gave me a pile of work to be done and my ribosome deadline is today. I am broke!

This is not my day. End of story.