Grrr! Thinking all week about how fun it would be to finally hang out with my usual brunch buddies only to hear that at 11:30 on a Sunday, they've already eaten. WTF?
I have no justification for being angry with anyone... I don't have any right to expect that people should be available at my beck-and-call... I don't have any reason to have presumed that everyone would be getting together for brunch to hang out and drink mimosas as in my happy little mind-movie. But that's what I had in mind. That's what would have made me happy today. So, I'm still going to be mad and pissed off despite how unreasonable it is.
Just imagine Yosemite Sam and his tirade of expletives, and that's pretty much where I am. Thanks.