reasons why suicide tuesday will probably suck even harder this week:
so i have discussed here before my penchant for listening to love song dedications when driving in my car of an evening.
don't judge me, we all have our foibles. i bet some of you still wet the bed.
i can't actually stand listening to the majority of songs played, being in general wrist-slashingly nauseating ballads sung by the likes of james blunt and various other sub-humans, but i am totally loco for the callers, illiterate spawn-of-cousins that most of them must certainly be.
i especially love it when some woman calls in to share with the world her excitement that her man will soon be released from the slammer, where he has been since the day they met and fell in love in the police holding room at the local courthouse where she worked as a security guard and he was awaiting sentencing for some unnamed indiscretion.
i also love it when they play songs by "edgy" bands like jet and youth group. HAH!
anyway tonight the love god made a comment that got me thinking. he basically said that it is near to impossible to have an enjoyable monday night unless you spend it "with that special someone".
say what?
i did not spend my monday night "with that special someone" (unless you count my entire trivia team, or my pole, which you may well do) and i had quite a lovely monday night indeed.
i celebrated my new status as an official home owner(!), i mastered the art of hanging upside down in pole dancing class, i contributed at least two answers in trivia, and i basked in the glory of a wonderful weekend spent drinking, couching, fondling and eating with various wonderful people.
SO JUST BACK THE FUCK UP THERE, LOVE GOD!
don't be telling me i need no "special someone" to make me happy today. i'm walking on fucking sunshine here and you can't take that away from me.
at least not until tomorrow.
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so, dear reader, how was YOUR monday then?
and how's your tuesday going for that matter?
talk to me, people.
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my monday was pretty ok, thanks for asking. and my monday night was actually spent with my special someone. but, see, he's not all that special to me anymore since he went backpacking for a month and fucked a dutch girl 3 times. yeah, im not entirely thrilled.
i did spend my monday at notre dam though, so i guess i cant complain all that much
my monday was okay, i didn't fuck no dutch girls three times. no such luck. no poles or trivia either.
except we had a mess with the cafe i dined in coz they drip fucking aircon leaks into my gin.
my tuesday will hopefully be better. hopefully sans-aircon dripping and it will be good.
maybe i should get a pole.
PS: my fish died, but it was on Sunday.
mondays generally suck arse more than any other day of the week for me. its the result of working all weekend and indulging in the drink a little too much on a sunday. plus muscle achyness from real actual exercise that was engaged in over the weekend. ouch.
shit. no dutch broads for me either.
congrats on the home owning shit though!
there seems to be a worldwide dutch girl shortage!
seems your not so special someone took the last one, littlefaeriegirl.
slap him upside the head a bit for me.
My Monday was not so good due to my Sunday being overly good and bleeding residue and remorse through into Monday, so to reitterate, Sunday good. Monday bad.
Tuesday however is currently: Okay. Which is better than what Monday was. Oi! Don't get me started on Monday.
Hey there Cans.
xx
my mondays always seem to suck. today is not much better, i'm not well and struggling with a hard job. that sounds more interesting than it really is.
i'm sorry littlefaeriegirl. you'd think he could have:
a. kept it in his pants for a month
b. not fucked her THREE times
nicely put, mg, nicely put indeed.
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HI SHERRIFF!
*waves*
Monday was a very relaxing day filled with cups of tea and a good book. Today, however, is amazingly boring and I'm sitting here contemplating the lack of excitement in my life. I think me mojo done gone and busted.
Thanks for asking.
my monday was pretty boring...spent it on the couch sooking because I have an ear infection.
LFG, hopefully he'll get an incurable strain of Dutch syphillis...you could try leaving fake Google symptom printouts, customised to the unique flaws of his family jewels lying around, just to twist the knife a bit.
I always have to back up.
poor lfg.
fucking fucker.
My monday sucked as I was dying of the flu.
I generally hate Monday, thru to Thursday.
The only way is up, as one born on the same day as me (not year though, thank god) once sung.
Monday sucked because I was back at work... what else is required to make it suck.
Tuesday sucked because my boss began hinting that it would be preferable if I stopped my uni studies... one, possibly two, units to go, and the fucker wants me to stop.
Congratulations on becoming a financial slave to a mortgage lender. :)
thanx boysenberry.
stay tuned for sure to come 'nadstown national appeals' in which i host fundraisers in orser to buy food for the week.
do you think bob saget would host a telethon in my honour?
My fish died Sunday too. I blame the universe.
I tend to have a much better time on Mondays since my 'special someone' got busted having an affair and subsequently moved his mopey ass out of my life. I drink of the margheritas after work. Tuesday kind of sucked. Maybe too many margheritas.
LFG - could he not have just said he fucked a dutch girl? Did he need to tell you it was three times? Kind of weakens any claims for 'remorse'. He is remorseful, is he not?
he is remorseful. i made him cry, many many times.
he's still a fucker tho.
thanks for all your support, everyone
xxxx
ps la nadine, i hope you're ok with my problems taking over your comments. congrqtulqtions on the house
xxxx
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