I want to sho-oo-oot the whole day down.

I hate Fridays. They are possibly my least favorite day of the week. I know, everyone thinks I'm crazy now. But trust me on this one. I'm 'bout to list my reasons.
As a side note, I've been really bulleted list-happy lately.

Why my Fridays suck

• I have to get up at 6:21. Why the :21? Because my finger was too fast on my alarm clock.
• I have to shower before coffee, which leads to the dilemma: which is worse, pre-coffee tooth-brushing and coffee aftertaste all morning, or the threat of toothpaste on most likely primarily black outfit?
• No time for morning litter clean-up.
• I swear, Legs is more annoying on Fridays.
• "Morning Edition" repeats itself. Friday's the only morning I'm awake for repetition.
• Also, innumerable repetitions of local "news".
• At work at 8AM=super fucking long feeling day.
• That's a day with almost no public desk time, which means no internet or printer. You know how much work I have that doesn't involve the internet or a printer in some way? I can't even look through journals without checking to see what book covers look like. (Oh, I updated this post with a picture of the UK cover.) Anything I type up will eventually have to be taken outside of my office, physically, on a disk, to print.
• My office is very small, and shared with a coworker who keeps just about everything she's ever made. This is mostly a problem because I'm a packrat, too.
• Up at 6:21 AM=super tired by 10 PM.
• See how hard my life is?

You know what day I do like? Saturday. I like waking up on Saturdays with a full 2 days to do whatever I want.
You know what else I like? Circle skirts. I think I need a new one.
Up at 6:21 AM=this kind of random.