I am so listening. I am. I'm memorizing every word you speak and at the same time, I'm noticing that your socks are different colors and there is egg yolk on your chin. And this whole conversation you don't think I'm listening to will appear in my next blog. So you might as well forgive me now.
Monday, March 27, 2006
Houston? We have problem.
Energy leak. Fuel escaping. Oxygen running low. You're breaking up, Houston. We have a Monday here, Houston. Repeat, we have a Monday.
Energy leak. Fuel escaping. Oxygen running low. You're breaking up, Houston. We have a Monday here, Houston. Repeat, we have a Monday. 
6 comments:
mondays really are horrid aren't they?
take care :)
I had a hell of a day too. It started yesterday when I did a sleep study in the hospital. It went well but it made today verrrrry long.
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[[Hugs]]
the way you look in this photo is exactly how i feel on mondays--and sometimes tuesdays, wednesdays, and thursdays
Ahh. Lots of Monday fans out there wandering around.
May Friday come. Preferably by Wednesday.
O, the pain!
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