It is that kind of day

You know it right when you wake up.
You drop the cap to the milk, spilling coffee, spoon falls out of your hand.
You forget three different things on the way to the car, after searching for 15 minutes for your car keys.
You mispell every other word while making a blog post.

Ahhh the good old days of when the worst thing that happend was that you discovered the fruit punch Capri Sun was clear and not red, when you poured it out into a glass. Then it didn't taste as good. If you could not drink it out of the cool foil space pack, it was just not the same.

Also, what the hell happened to cool prizes in the bottom of cereal boxes?!?