Tuesday, December 04, 2007

The Hunting Of The Snark

Eh. I woke up with a sore throat and a bad attitude this morning. You know those mornings? The mean reds? It's not a cold or anything, just a sore throat I think, but it swept into town with a badass posse of Snark, Crabby and Lack Of Motivation. The 4 Horsemen of the Minor Apocalypse.

Plus, Tuesday. Is there a more nothing day in the calendar than Tuesday? You can't in all reason still have Mondayitis, but cresting the hump towards the weekend feels like eons away. If the world ends with a whimper instead of a bang, something tells me it'll happen on a Tuesday.

5 comments:

Mindy said...

It was a Freudian slip of wishful thinking when I answered the phone with 'Good Afternoon' at 9.15am this morning.

Maybe we should call them Meh Tuesdays or something. A hangover of Mondayitis.

The Other Andrew said...

Word.

Good-Afternoon-Big-Christian-Charity-Andrew-Speaking-Buh-Bye! ::slam::

thombeau said...
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thombeau said...

Maybe that's why 9/11 happened on a Tuesday...just to give it some sort of meaning or resonance.

YarravillePaul said...

Yep, know those sort of mornings....they are on days ending with 'y'...