Just bloody swell, and my plans and hopes that today would be a great day are defunct. Killed my mood, brought down the sun and ruined everything. Like a typical boorish pig-headed son of a bitch whose internal compass points only at his own egotistical needs and thinks nothing beyond that.

I won’t let him get to me like this. I will bury my head in my work, pass the time with tasks before the club opens tonight and then go to bed and ignore him when he shows face. No doubt drenched ...