effing effity eff eff eff

This morning I got a flat tire.  I've never changed a tire, but hey, I'm a grown woman.  I can do it.  Except that I can't.  Stupid blankety-blank lug nuts are on so tight that they won't budge.  So much for the sense of accomplishment I was looking forward to.  I hate that I'm going to have to rely on BB to change my effing tire for me.  Makes me crying mad, almost to the point where I'd ride my bike to a store to buy a breaker bar.