That fucking frustrating and depressing moment when you try to make your boyfriend’s birthday special and fun, but he “doesn’t feel good and doesn’t want to go anywhere.” But then as soon as his friends call, “I’m going out.” Can I come? “Don’t you have to be at work early tomorrow?”

So… Story of my day. But whatever, at least I’m not Chuck Norris. He’s been showed up by JCVD and Putin in the past week.