My day in Hell.

Everyone at work was pissy in the morning.
I just tried to ignore it and just stay out of the way while doing my job.
I was still miserable from last night; yes, it seems that misery carries over.
I never seem to be doing my job "right".
I witnessed a lady beat her little girl while threatening to kill her and throwing around the F word and didn't say anything along with other coworkers.
My Aunt Helen could even tell I was miserable when she called and asked me to do her a favour. She thought Megan and I were fighting.. again.
I got bitched at by unnamed coworker.. who also seemed inclined to use the F word as many times as humanly possible in one breath.
My movies are a day late and I haven't watched any of them.
I still have to clean up after yesterdays dinner catastrophe.
I feel sick to my stomach and exhausted.
The excitement I felt has turned into utter despair.

I'd rather be alone.