Hormonal Rage

Today, I was

a) hungry
b) grouchy

I'm about ready to kill half of my co-irkers because they continuously jam the darn paper shredder. I know they all know how to empty it, but they just force more and more paper in, until it's impossible to clean out without making a mess.

A nasty-gram is going out via email first thing Monday morning.

That's right, I'm working on Labor Day. Probably Sunday, too.

PS. Tomorrow should be better - I'm getting a hair cut, visiting my friend who has a new baby, and maybe even hitting my favorite grocer. I'm looking forward to it.