I Hate Mondays...

Monday, January 11, 2010

I woke up feeling like my esophagus was the size of a softball... Super.

Softball Esophagus makes my voice sound AWESOME... Added bonus.

I didn't quite get all of the conditioner out of my hair... Excellent.

I dripped coffee all over my fresh-out-of-the-laundry white sweater before I even left the house... Even better.

I was ten minutes late to work... Awesome.

I have a huge presentation on Wednesday that's been looming over my head all day and I had to work an hour and a half later than planned... Sa-weet.

All that and Georgia is STILL without a defensive coordinator. (Whatever, we didn't want you anyway, Kirby Smart. Or you Rennie Curran.)

On the brighter side, there's a new Oprah today, I came home to a (relatively) clean house (more on that later), and there's a four day weekend coming up so I just have to make it to Friday.

I still hate Mondays.

(Okay, I lied about that whole Kirby Smart thing... And the Rennie Curran thing.)

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