Have I mentioned how much I hate working on Friday?  It’s not my usual day to work, so when I work a Friday it ends up feeling suspiciously like a Saturday… except I have to work tomorrow, too!  And Sunday.  And Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday.  My poor biological work clock (there is such a thing, right?) doesn’t know what to make of this.  Terribly confusing.

Don’t feel too sorry for me, I have a long weekend coming next week.

And one of these days, I’m going to quit my job and live the carefree life of a full-time writer/student, studying, writing, spending hours in cafes drinking coffee, having long, long lunches with friends… la-la-la…

Until then, I’m working on a Friday.  TGI-Blah.

Posted by Kristina in Musings at 10:19 AM Permalink