So, bad timing. Planning everything out with your friends or whoever, only to find out that the days you made your great plans for also happen to be the only times your best friend can visit or that your favorite band is playing. Now you have to sit through the plans that you already made and pretend you wouldn’t totally rather be doing something else. This is what that dumb song would call ironic.

Tomorrow’s Forecast: People realize that shitty luck is not irony. It’s just shitty. Sorry, Morissette, it’s not like you’re God and can just force stuff to be true. Oh, wait… damn you, Kevin Smith!