My feet hurt. From 9 1/2 hours of working. Setting up chairs, showing people to the registration area that was like two feet away from the office, consoling a few angry nervous parents, and one psycho parent, skipping lunch, hurting feet, sorting papers, etc. OH sure it doesn't seem like much but if you were there you would have seen how hectic it was. It was hectic. And now my IMPATIENT parents want me to play a game. It's sort of making me angry since I have been patient with like everyone today and they arent' being patient back.

The insensitive condoners. or something slightly nastier that I'm thinking of I don't feel like printing even though the word was spelled in Starlight Express.