February 8, 2010
Oh Monday. You try so hard to kick my butt. You come in screaming with your grounds-in-the-coffee and your ewwww-that-grapefruit-is-squishy and your WHERE ARE MY $#@!&$# KEYS and you almost do it…you almost get me. I come THIS close to just lying down in the cold dark street and begging you to just get it over with, quickly, please.
But you know I have a secret weapon. You know I always win. BACK OFF, MONDAY.
We are mighty.