is it Friday yet?

Urgh! Isaac had a weird day yesterday, sleepwise, and it has carried through to today, when he woke up at 6:30am (we normally get up between 7:30 and 8). Sigh.

So I got us up (what choice did I have?) and we hit the road before 8 (we normally leave between 8:30 and 8:45) and since the traffic was lighter than it is later, we got to daycare before 8:30. We walked in and the center director was like, "wow!" *looking from us to clock and back* I was like, don't look at me, it's all him.

Then I got to the office at 8:45 (I usually get there between 9:30 and 9:45) and our receptionist was like, "you're early." Yeah, yeah. Get over it, people.

I have the feeling it's going to be a day. Whee. I think I better go have my caffeine.

The LJ "awake" mood icon really shouldn't be smiling. :P

oh, but before I go caffeinate myself...

...let me just add, that in my not-at-all-humble opinion, the lowest scum of the earth is people who toss still-smoking cigarettes on the ground without stomping them out. And particularly, people who toss lit cigarettes out of car windows.

I should make excuses here and put in a little disclaimer about how smokers are people too, etc., but tough titties.

And yes, I grind cigarettes out with my foot if I see them smoldering on the ground ... even (especially!) if their former owner is standing right there. I even get out of my car to do so, if the traffic permits. I don't put up with that shit.

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You know that feeling when you're really tired and your eyes feel kind of hot, and then they get teary just from the effort of holding them open? Yeah. Sigh. That's me right about now. The caffeine obviously didn't do enough. Maybe I should have another cup.

"Happy" isn't quite the word for this occasion, so I'll simply point out that today is Hiroshima Day.

I went to the library (the good one, not the sucky one) yesterday and only found one of the six books I was looking for. Sigh, not a very good record. I looked up the others and of course they're all out, except for one which the computer claims is available at the sucky library branch. I didn't see it when I was there, but that was a week ago so who knows. The temptation to just break down and buy a bunch of these is strong -- which in turn reminds me that I really have to call the friend who said she had an extra bookcase that I could have. I REALLY need more bookshelf space.

All of a sudden this afternoon, feeling inexplicably anxious about nothing in particular. 'Sup with that? Must be the sleep deprivation. sigh.