I'm a grumpy bear today. I woke up with a pain in my shoulder that I'm vaguely aware of having caused at some point in the night. I lost my temper with Richard, because my hours are really sucking for April. Peter thinks I spend too much time on the Internet, based on the last day I was in, when I didn't take a lunch. Whatever. At least I look cute today. Well, except for my surly expression.

The oily liberation of Iraq has begun. Oily, as in greasy... and, as in oil. You mean to say people actually thought this was about the liberation of the Iraqis? Oh dear.

Money is really short this month - I made enough to cover rent, but eating will be a privaledge, not a right. I don't know, but I guess I really can't go on as I am. I've got a subscription to the Toronto Star and it has a nice fat jobs classified section, which I have taken to perusing regularly. I'm tired of being a data monkey and the fact that I really like the people I work with can only take me so far. I need a change very badly. This would be a good time for something awesome to drop out of the sky, you know? Maybe a lotto win or a sudden and marvelous career change, or a chance to shine... *looks up; sees the ceiling of membership* Hello? Anybody listening?

On a keen and positive note, my cafeshops store is now open ! I've got lots of MiRSCH related products including some prints. There will be more coming soon, and chances are, there will be a second shop with more fancy stuff to add. I have no idea if anyone will buy anything, but here's hoping. So, without further ado, visit my store !!