things.

i hate waking up knowing i have a large deadline to fulfill by tomorrow.
i hate waking up realising i have a meeting in an hour, which entails me getting out of my pyjamas. and facing people.
i hate putting on new stockings and them ripping within the first leg being put in.

however, despite all this grump, i love
waking up to the first semi cloudy day in ages
having hair that is an independant life force to me, and looks like a birds nest
having a wide selection of newly arrived cereal choices at my disposil for breakfast
being able to lie in order to get out of said meeting (it wasnt an important one)
having had sushi last ngiht, to find theres more in the fridge for lunch too

and still having one more day until deadline| so i actually dont really have to rush properly|| just yet. ha.