I do not want to go to a wedding today...in the rain...down a muddy road in the middle of nowhere land...and talk to people I don't particularly like. And my clothes look like crap and my nice little shoes aren't going to do so well in the rain and mud. But I was coerced into saying I would so I guess I will. Maybe no one will notice the mean, disagreeable look on my face.
Current Mood: aggravated