This morning at the grim hour of 5am, I woke up to a blue-eyed midget staring me down, 1-inch from my face. Normally this face makes me sickeningly happy. Not so much when it is screaming "JUICE!" at a level that has the cat's fur standing on end.
Missing out on that extra 30 minutes of sleep caused me to forget not just deodorant, but gas money.
Then I left my sausage biscuits in the microwave for 20 minutes and now they are little bricks.
Yay, Monday.
Monday, February 2, 2009
I hate Mondays.
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4 comments:
oooooo not a good monday, sorry
we're gearing up for nasty weather, again :(
Aww! *hugs*
laughingwolf, are you in NC?
And, today is better - so far. Destructo actually slept until 6:15!
Thanks, Captain Hook!
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