I'm blaming Monday. And society.
I blame kids these days, and the music they listen to.
And dirty hippies.
You guys, everything is *my* fault!
Only, um, I'm not society (I'm hardly psychology, being the only one me that I am), definitely not music (not with my tone-deafness and can't-sing-to-save-my-life), a kid only anywhere outside of my ID and birth certificate, and, um, hopefully I shower enough not to be dirty. So you're probably not talking about me, right?
[Edit: our DST didn't start yet, but we already had our first scorcher of the year.]
[Another Edit to wave at tommy - how are you doing?]
Nilly, believe me, you do not want to take the blame for Mondays. That's a whole lotta blame. And pain.
Also, "Hi Nilly!"
Argh. Stupid Monday. Got to work to discover my computer had lost the ability to cut and paste. Coffee insufficient. People keep asking me questions that require actual thought.
BAH.
Another Edit to wave at tommy - how are you doing?
I'm doing OK, besides being really tired.
What are you up to these days?
you do not want to take the blame for Mondays
Well, I don't take any responsibility regarding Mondays. They're my fault, just like everything else. Not my responsibility. There's that, too.
Also, is this where I should mock myself again for being unable, for years, to realize why so many songs hated Mondays so, when Mondays were just another day in a week which starts on a Sunday?
Also, of course: Hi, Frank! How are you doing?
I wonder if caffeine could be used in a gaseous state... like, in an inhaler or something....
The temptation to crawl under my desk and nap is almost overwhelming.
Also, of course: Hi, Frank! How are you doing?
Sounds like I'm doing about as well as tommyrot.
Also, is this where I should mock myself again for being unable, for years, to realize why so many songs hated Mondays so, when Mondays were just another day in a week which starts on a Sunday?
Very simple - for those of us who are cubical dwellers (or in school), Mondays are the beginning of the work/school week. This is not necessarily the case for those in the service industry or in the creative arts.
The temptation to crawl under my desk and nap is almost overwhelming.
Yes, but then you'll have George Steinbrenner hovering around your desk and you wouldn't want that.
If you made caffeine radioactive, do you suppose it'd work better?
