Ugh.

I am having a terrible day. It would not be unfair to say I am in the depths of despair. And to add injury to insult already added to injury, I have to go look for something to wear to a wedding tomorrow. And I have no money (or so little that it might as well be none). And I think I've already outgrown the enormous bra I bought last weekend. And anything I buy is not likely to fit for more than a week.

Please send Gilbert Blythe.