Bad Day

I had a pretty crappy day today. It's funny, because I posted on my Facebook on Wednesday about how great my day was and the next day can feel so bad. Actually it's not funny. I think it's considered either irony or coincidence, or maybe something in between.

I can't really say exactly why my day was so bad. In fact, it was a pretty normal day for what I've been doing this summer. I woke up, worked on some school work, went to class and had a fairly productive group meeting, went to work and came home. School was good, work was average (and no one yelled at me or gave me trouble) and I came home to a house full of people (and a dog) who love me. I had my favorite fast food lunch-Wendy's Spicy Chicken Sandwich, a decent dinner from the greese-pit next door to work (chicken fingers and fried) and I've had two great beers at home while I do laundry and the dishes. Even Gandhi was refraining from jummping on me and biting me.
Just to clarify:
I normally don't like class, but I enjoyed today AND got extra credit (I'm a grad-student who got extra credit...)
My group is rarely productive, but was today.
I rarely eat fast food, but will always love it.
Work usually sucks and I had no major complaints today. People were actually very nice today.
Gandhi loves to jump on me and loves to bite everything.

Still, I was in a terrible mood all day.
For no good reason at all.

It's almost funny how this happens. There was no reason for it; I was just really unhappy today.