Wow. my hair is freakishly long. yay!

Wrok pretty much flew by. It's weird, usually I drag my heels and whine about work [way more than I did] but wheeee! I won't go so far as to say I had fun, but it wasn't painful. Sundays are pretty dead and I like that. I did wish I could shove Jeffrey out the door immediately though.

[rant] That boy has an obnoxious habit of ordering me around. He'll drop something and say, "Pick that up" or ask in a way that's not asking at all. He'll then expect it to be done. If I'm in a good enough mood, I'll just shrug and do it, or tell him I'm busy. But sometimes I want to smack him hard and point out that on average, my work day lasts a lot longer than his.[/rant] But since he'd spent the last two days working a hellish shift, I managed not to strangle him. Yay for me. ;)

Okay, off to brush my hair, soak my feet, and get some sleep. Perhaps play with zee dollies or read while I'm at it.

and if all goes as planned, the mood theme will be back shortly. *stakes out the accomplished picture*