I Hate These Days @ Thursday, Feb. 26, 2004

I woke from a great dream this morning. I had met Alan Rickman and we made plans to do something on a Saturday night. I called him to let him know I had plans with my girlfriends during the afternoon but looked forward to his call. He never called but showed up at my house the next day, upset that I had made plans with my friends when we had a date set. He didn't understand that my plans were earlier in the day but explained and all was well.

Then I woke up, got ready and came into this hell hole. At 8:10 a handful of people had already pissed me off.

It's going to be one of those days.