Today, I had a Day. I really can't say if it's good or if it's bad. I can't tell. Here, presented in list form, is what happened in my Day.

-I was fired.
-At least, I think I was.
-I saw Jory.
-I had an excellent audition.
-I ate chocolate. A lot.
-I talked to Alex.
-Alex is going on a date with a girl I have never met. She asked him.
-But he didn't ask me if it was okay.
-Not that he should have. It just would have made me feel better.
-I got the part I wanted. (No, Jor, not the white-trash Parker-Posey part. Too bad.)

So, on the whole I suppose the day wasn't so very bad. But somehow, the thing that pinches the most is Alex's date.
Come on. Can't we get together to celebrate and/or commiserate? I got the part I wanted, damnit!
You men are all the same.
(Bring me flowers and I will check with the powers-that-be about forgiving you.)