Why is it?

That things converge to make it Moanday? I mean...it is only the first day of the week. Is it really that bad? Well frankly, YES.

1. Woke up at 8:30am. This would not be so bad but I start work at 8:00 am! AUGH! Call in late, scramble, no coffee, no shower, bad hairday. AUGH. I think I slept through my alarm cuz I stayed up til 1:45 am last night. Curse you daylight savings! *shakes fist*

2. Get to work to discover co-worker is out on MOANDAY again. This is a pattern now. She seems to be getting Mondays off. Should we make it official? My other partner in crime here even said..."She does not sound sick...". Now, what does that tell you?

3. Work ensues with all that it entails. O.o I am not quite up to my usual organized self.

4. Lunch. AUGH. Go to Quiznos. Big mistake. Huge line and then huge wait for sub. Something like 40 minutes. I only get an hour here at the Uni. You do the math. I think I have indigestion now. Subway is way more efficient. Will not go to Quiznos again. *makes mental note*

I know that in the grand scheme of things, these are small things. But such is my life, an accumulation of minor incidents into one big gripe session.

/Moanday griping.

Lay it on me. Drop your nickel in the can. *clang*

Last thought before I collapse in bed....icons! Preview!

So I am working on a new series of icons. It will be my spring line. They are based on the photography of Harold Feinstein. He did a series of flowers that I find gorgeous.

Tonight I am just posting one of his prints for you to get an idea. I think you will see why I am captivated by his work. This is called Coral Rose...

( Coral rose... )