Actually, I can feel it in my ankle...

I woke up late this morning. The car wouldn’t start. We couldn’t find the number to call roadside assistance. Our cell phones had no reception. I spent ten minutes walking around my apartment to get half a bar so I could call someone to give me a ride to work. I fell off a curb rushing to meet my ride and hurt my ankle. I didn’t have any breakfast. I forgot to bring a lunch.

This is going to be a good day. I can feel it in my bones.