It's Thursday, and I only have one thing to say:
Thursday, you can kiss my pucker.
I won't go into the gory details, but suffice it to say it lived up to it's reputation. It stepped up to the plate and bashed my teeth down my throat with the bat.
I'm trying not to be negative, but it's tough. I've only had one post-work beer (and its not even gone yet) so my attitude still needs a bit of adjusting.
I'll be back tomorrow in a better mood.
I promise.
Coma el mundo,
T.
Thursday, January 08, 2009
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2 comments:
I'm sorry you had a bad day, babe.
Tomorrow's 'Saturday'. REJOICE!
Muah.
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