It's funny...

...After working a series of very long weeks, a 5-day week doesn't seem so bad in comparison.:)

Especially if you've loaded your lunchbag with pizza and chocolate Pocky, and you know this is the week that you get paid for all the overtime you worked. Schweet...

Otherwise, not much new, unless you count the nice basket of clean laundry I haven't put away yet and the long long sleep that included dreams of me running around a comics shop filling my arms with new and stunning comics to buy. (I suppose this is my geeky-comics-reading-chick-version of the "kid in a candy store" dream. I also dream about paint and yarn shops, or caves filled with towering heaps of treasures.)

Which reminds me...just out of nosy curiosity, what do you dream of when you dream opulent, kid in a candy store kind of dreams? Ice cream? Money? Clothing? Computer Parts? Blimps? Naughty lingerie? Monkeys?

(verrry quiet pause)


What?!It was the monkeys, wasn't it?