Sinatra’s birthday and I didn’t play any Sinatra. That’s the sort of day I had.
And my sore right foot is painful again. I had to have a student take some books to the third floor for me.
But on the bright side, the weekend is closer than it was yesterday,
I was ten minutes from not losing my temper. I couldn’t hold off till the end.
I should stop complaining. Christ is giving me a cross to bear. I should be thankful for it.
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