IT'S MONDAY
Nov. 8th, 2004 03:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
learnteachTell me why I don't like Mondays. It's not like there's a soulsucking job I have to go be browbeaten at...
but it's a Monday. I'm not Garfield (the weight is right, well, wrong but I'm not covered with orange fur and the people around me are smarter than anything in that comic strip. Do you ever wonder what would happen to Garfield in the real world? He'd be decimating the local bird population, hairballs on the bed, pissing all over Jon...)
Who left the sparkly makeup? No idea!
Aaaargh.
but it's a Monday. I'm not Garfield (the weight is right, well, wrong but I'm not covered with orange fur and the people around me are smarter than anything in that comic strip. Do you ever wonder what would happen to Garfield in the real world? He'd be decimating the local bird population, hairballs on the bed, pissing all over Jon...)
Who left the sparkly makeup? No idea!
Aaaargh.
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Date: 2004-11-08 04:41 pm (UTC)Come be social with us again. We'd love the company. And C hasn't touched his writing all week. When he's done with the massive homework (due tomorrow) I expect he'd love some company for writing. We have comfy couches, open wireless, and infinite supplies of good teas and chocolate covered espresso beans.