Fit of rage

I sent boyfriend to pick up Purina One Large Breed Puppy Formula dog food. Is that so difficult? What do I get? Purina Puppy Chow. I immediately return it to the store in spite of my impending chemistry midterm tomorrow morning at 8:30. He claimed they didn't have any of that kind at all, anywhere. They did, trust me, they did.

I returned to study the evils of chemistry, damn Dalton and his postulates. I mention a headache, which I didn't really have but the words just flew out of my mouth anyway. Boyfriend asks if I wanted a neck rub and I reply, "I want chocolate." And you know what. He drove back to the store and bought me LOTS of chocolate.

I'm happy now.