Another Day, Where's the Dollar?

This week has been extremely difficult.  I'm barely making it right now, late on rent.  I've spent entirely too much time on people who just want to waste time, or flake out, or mess with me, and plenty of people trying to get me to make an exception for them.  I've held off the landlord, he expects everything in the morning.  $350 to go, in eight hours or less.  This had just better be the best night ever.