Can You Say 'Bad Weekend'? 

Having to get out on Sunday was the worst thing. I didn't want to look at people. I didn't want them looking at me. The reason why I had to get out didn't bother me. The two words I had to exchange with people while I was doing what I had to do... There's only so much conversation one can avoid when one is around one's grandmothers without upsetting them.

Need I say that this Monday would've been a disaster even if I didn't have to spend more time than average in the same room with a certain person, and even if that certain person wasn't even more obnoxious than usually.

The bill has arrived earlier this year. I think I'll go take that break. Try, at least.