Mondays

I hate Mondays. Right now, I feel exhausted, like I didn't sleep a wink all night. In fact, quite the opposite is true, I got a very good night's rest, falling asleep almost immediately and having no dreams of any sort that I can recall. (Sorry to all my friends who were not so fortunate last night.) I also feel very anxious to go home and work on some things that I know I'm not going to be able to until late tonight after class. So far today, the only high point has been listening to an audio version of Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson, courtesy of tlttlotd. I'm also missing everyone I spent the weekend with, even those who quietly lurked and didn't say much of anything... *grins and waves to technobushi* At least I'll see everyone again next week for the "Underwear Pervert" Halloween Party at lyssabard and tlttlotd's place. (If you don't get the reference, read the wikipedia page on the term superhero.) And hopefully some people will be able to come to that who did not get to join us on our outing to the RennFest. :)

PS: lyssabard and tlttlotd, I think I left my mp3 player at your place. No worries, I'll get it when I come to the party. So now you *know* I'll definitely be there. ;-)