fuck san fransisco. fuck cities. and ya know what? FUCK CAB DRIVERS!!!

i've had such a rotten day. just about everything that could go wrong, did, only not quite wrong enough that i could just say to hell with it, and go home.

FUCK.

first i had a fight with my mom. we just bitched at each other all day. which meant i didn't get lunch (too complicated to explain), or breakfast.

so i FINALLY got on the train, and that was really the best part of the day. cause i love trains beyond all else (cept J, :D). seriously, you don't understand my adoration for trains. i have a million model trains (HO scale, if you care), and i've probably spend 100 a year in the railroad museum near me.

I LOVE TRAINS!!!!!

so that was good.

but then i got to the "BART connection" and found out that the train i was supposed to catch there DOESN'T RUN ON SUNDAYS!!!!! FUCK!!!!

so that was one kinda panicky moment. but i got it figured out, and all was well.

then i FINALLY got to SF, and my aunts are like "oh, we have an AHMAYZING parking spot, and why don't you just grab a cab."

sure, i say. whatever.

UM, NO.

did i mention that i've never in my life been in a cab? let alone CAUGHT ONE???

THEY ARE EVIL!!!!!

GAH!!!!! it was awful. i was so upset, too, cause i kept thinking "this isn't that hard! people do this all the time, so why the fuck can't i??"

but i finally got one (after half an hour, mind you), and he actually knew what he was doing, so that was good.

i got to my aunts' appt, and guh. i mean, i love them, but i can't stand them sometimes, either.

so we had dinner, and all, and got back, and my "bed" (i use the term losely) is one of those couch pull outs. it SHRIEKS uncomfortable.

and i'm like "okay, i've had an incredibly stressful day, impounded by the fact that i haven't been able to talk to J in way longer than we've ever gone since we met, i just want to go to bed." OH NO. cause they can't watch their precious TV in their room, so i get to sit through TWO FUCKING HOURS of THE WORST MOVIE EVER.

it was some british murder mystery, which means it was just a lot of "oh. did you? why, pardon me, so rude to ask."

and did they even ask if i wanted to go to bed? no. did they ask if it was all right? no. did they ask if i was tired, and missing my girlfriend, and just wanting to curl into a ball and BE ALONE? no.

so yeah. my day was shit. which really sucks.

AND i forgot to bring my birth control pills, so tomorrow's only gonna be worse!! JOY. but i might get to see Je (my aunt M's best friend), cause he'll *hopefully* be coming for dinner, so that'll be cool. but still.

GAH.

i really, really, REALLY hope J gets home soon, cause right now, she's the only thing that's gonna cheer me up.

BD