anger

written in my notebook on a bus

I am FURIOUS right now. I just got a message from my agent telling me not to go to Fox City today, because the director is stuck in the midwest due to thunderstorms.

Fine. That happens. Mother Nature strikes again. There's just one teensy problem:

I'M ALREADY ON THE FUCKING BUS!

To make matters worse, I took a bus rather than the train, meaning I can't just hop out at the next station and turn around. Nope. I'm stuck going all the way down and all the way back.

Fuck this - I can't write.