It feels like monday

It feels like monday

I think my boss might be entering one of her moods. The hardass workaholic mode. I was late this morning, although technically they've never told me what my hourse are, and they were calling and looking for me. It was only 8:30. I know we had a staff meeting at 9:00, which for some reason they've never told me to attend so I don't. Just kind of irritated me. She probably thinks I'm dressed to casual for the office, her latest kick, I guess I better find some clothes to 'update' my work clothes. My last job I could wear shorts and flip flops. The few nice summer clothes I owned are now to small in the boobage area. I didn't get to my cleaning project this weekend. I was sickly and exhausted. Oh well, I can maybe do a little here and a little there.

Deb: What are you drawing?
Napoleon Dynamite: A liger.
Deb: What's a liger?
Napoleon Dynamite: It's pretty much my favorite animal. It's like a lion and a tiger mixed... bred for its skills in magic.