Monday, February 1, 2010

SB Is in a Crabby Hungover Mood

I don't have dick to say today, peeps. I am uninspired. If it changes, I'll post again. If not, then NOT.

In the immoral words of Bob Geldorf [shut up, that's what I call him]: I don't like Mondays.


The Dish said...

I wouldn't like them either, if I had to work. I tend to avoid them by not leaving my house.

Love to you, SB!

Ms. Moon said...

Yes. For me the weekends are usually the most stressful. More people around to take care of, etc.
So Mondays can be a relief for me.
Sorry for you, though, dearheart.
I am sending love.

Mel said...

I sing that song in my head every Monday. My daughter cries many a Monday before school because she hates them too. She's started getting worked up on Sunday nights now because she knows what's coming. What effed up genes have I passed along???
I am crabby, slightly hungover and sleep deprived thanks to too much red wine, hot flashes, leg cramps and a recurring Silence of the Lambs type nightmare. There's not enough caffeine in my kitchen to fix this, and a nap will only piss me off further, as I am not a good napper. I hope tomorrow I wake up a little less sore and miserable, but if I don't, I take solace in the company of my miserable friends. Hope today gets better...

Bethany said...

I have a little book that I display out at the circ desk on Monday. It's a children's book and it is titled: Monday, Mondau I like Monday.
I don't mean it though, but it stops me from swearing at the patrons.
Hope it gets better dear.

Sarcastic Bastard said...

I wish I could nap. I LOVE TO FUCKING NAP, but they might fire me here. Or maybe no one would even notice. It's quite possible.


Sarcastic Bastard said...

Thanks, Bethany. It will get better on Tuesday. Ha.

Jennifer Rains said...

Mondays should be blogcation days. I officially took mine today!

Love ya,

Syd said...

I understand that totally.

Sarcastic Bastard said...

I was over at your site this morning and I saw that. Good for you!

Love, SB.