I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you

Today is officially a bad day. I think it all started when I woke up in a good mood. I was honestly excited to start the day, even if it was 6 a.m. It probably all went wrong when I got on the bus and realized I only had a five dollar bill and no change. The bus drive told me to just use the bill instead of waiting for the next bus. I DON"T THINK SO. I have a theory they purposely can't give you change back, because at the end of the day the drivers get to keep all the extra change. I bet they are all secretly rich. Well I have a secret too: I rip you guys off 25% of the time by only giving you two dollars! I do it all in change and go really fast so they can't count it all. It's a natural talent of mine, ripping people off.  The day got worse from there. I sat alone in Art History because I can't stand art students. They're too egotistical and are always asking to see your drawings just so they can see if they are better. The world of art is all about competition, we're wost than hockey players. On the art topic, I spilled my oil paints THREE times today, it's a record. I am slowly running out of towels because I keep using them to clean up spilled turpentine. I am going to have to start drying in bounty paper towels. Maybe I'll start stacking up on Sham Wows. The only thing that saved me today was my usual trip to Wal Mart with my sister. I don't care how many documentaries they have on Wal-Mart or how they treat their people because I am way too poor to protest. That's what happens when you're at the bottom of the totem pole, you loose all your values- and you get a job at Wal Mart. Playing marco polo in the aisles and searching for the cheapest deals on canned food always cheers me up. More than that, it's the gorgeous red head that's always there at the end of the day to hug me no matter how bitchy I am. And believed me I am a bitch...never start a sentence with 'and'.