It all started when I woke up this morning around 6 am with a terrible migraine. I then drove down to Layton to donate plasma. Upon arriving I find out that I was low on some sort of protein and it was unsafe for me to donate and I had to go all the way back home. Total waste of gas. I try to go back to bed but can't sleep because my headache hadn't gone away. There's nothing to eat in the house except for ramen and bread and I didn't really want either, so I don't eat anything. Which doesn't help the headache. So I then proceed to waste the rest of the day by watching endless episodes of Bleach. Around 3 I finally decided I should do something, so I vacuum the house before I leave for work. While heading to work I hit every red light, everyone either wants to cut me off, or drive me off the road. Meanwhile the headache still hasn't gone away. By the time I get to work I'm so ticked off want to tear somebody's head off. I end up snapping at several of my co-workers who decide it was funny to tease an angry woman. Then I feel bad because I yelled at some one. The rest of the night was one crazy spinning blur of pizza, people, and pain. My headache doesn't leave until about 7:30 after the onslaught of customers.
I was supposed to be off around 8 so that I could then go to my friend's that night. Come to find out she's sick so I didn't go. Then one of my co-workers isn't feeling well so I told him I'd cover for him for the rest of the night. I get off around 10:30 and look outside and it's snowing, again. I decide to take the long way home and avoid the freeway, because they won't plow it till tomorrow. I then proceed at 25 mph all the way home. When I'm most of the way home something happens to top off the whole day. As you come along 1900 W the road eventually turns into just a two lane road. Some idiot wasn't paying attention and was headed right for me and I mean right for me. So I swerve to avoid him and I hit somebody's trash can. I am not joking. I hit that sucker and, POOF, the thing goes flying into the air. Luckily the thing was empty. Can you imagine if the thing had been full? I didn't even bother to stop. I just kept going. Now my front passenger light is out and the mirror popped out of the mirror casing. Yay, for a fantastically awful day. Now I shall watch some more Bleach and the sleep.
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