The Week

I originally intended to write about how excited I am for film development and self processing.

Last night I processed my first roll of film (chemicals and pitch black claustrophobic room and all!) It was terribly exciting and all morning long it's been the only thing I could think of.

It feel goood.



But now that I'm at work and it's 11 o'clock on a Tuesday I'm much too stressed out to gush and gush about how inwardly happy I could be. Could be if work wasn't such a fuck-fest.

Fuck Tuesdays. I hate Tuesdays. I hate Tuesdays of every week.

Especially now that I have my class on Monday and I'm so excited and happy for it before and after that the aftermath of a class-less Tuesday gets me even more down.

But while I'm complaining about days of the week, let me add: fuck Wednesday and fuck Thursday. Thursdays aren't so bad sometimes. SOMETIMES.

Every Tuesday, Friday can't come soon enough.