I'm in a bad mood. The world can suck it.
Whenever this happens, I always get "Circle" by Edie Brickell and New Bohemians stuck in my head.
Well, that and the words "Fuck it bucket." I don't quite understand what that means, but I like it. All I know is that we had a bucket at an old job that had "Fuck it" scrawled on the side. That bucket was my best friend.