Mondays

MONDAYS FUCKING SUCK!

hmm, I thought that might make me feel better, but I still want to go on a killing spree, so I guess that didn't help. Maybe if I mix all the partial bottles of liquor I have together and then me and Nate take turns swilling it out of an old mason jar until we pass out I might feel better. Or at least forget about work for a while. Just the thought of that makes me feel a little better, so I guess this wasn't a complete waste of 30 seconds...