It Was the Best of Mondays, It Was the Worst of Mondays.
I started my Monday in both the best and worst possible way.
Before I got to work, everything definitely fell into the "best possible way" category.
When I got to work, though, I managed to get into a bit of a spat with one of my bosses. This is double-extra ungood, as review time draws nigh. We cooled down and apologized to each other, but I still feel like a bit of a jerk.
I also, at some point this morning, managed to strain this muscle in my ribcage. Laughing isn't a whole lot of fun at the moment. *sigh*
On a more positive note, though, I've now gone more than three days without smoking. Yaaaaay me.
This evening shall bring with it guitar lesson. I hope Dad doesn't make fun of my funky guitar electronics. Or the flame inlay around the sound hole. (It's really pretty unassuming-- I'll post a picture later.)
And now, back to the bit mines!
Before I got to work, everything definitely fell into the "best possible way" category.
When I got to work, though, I managed to get into a bit of a spat with one of my bosses. This is double-extra ungood, as review time draws nigh. We cooled down and apologized to each other, but I still feel like a bit of a jerk.
I also, at some point this morning, managed to strain this muscle in my ribcage. Laughing isn't a whole lot of fun at the moment. *sigh*
On a more positive note, though, I've now gone more than three days without smoking. Yaaaaay me.
This evening shall bring with it guitar lesson. I hope Dad doesn't make fun of my funky guitar electronics. Or the flame inlay around the sound hole. (It's really pretty unassuming-- I'll post a picture later.)
And now, back to the bit mines!