After a successful weekend of weekending, it becomes time to week.
I week weakly, though Mondays are never as torturous as Tuesdays, and never ever as aggressively passive as Wednesdays.
I find that no matter where you work there is always one person who spends the first half of the week asking you what you did at the weekend (like they give a mother lick) and the rest asking you what you are doing next weekend. I used to make up interesting lies but now I tell boring lies instead. The continuity is much easier. I have apparently been to the same nightclub and gotten 'absolutely' shitfaced for the last 2 years, and will continue to do so indefinitely. I think if this woman was really listening she might advise me to cut down on the boozing? What a bitch.
And then Wednesday arrives :(
'' I am Wednesday. I am going be really boring and long and I am the weekday standard of a Hennifer Lopez film. I am as far away from this weekend as last weekend and there is nothing you can do about it. Honk Honk. ''
Thursday is often spent in a haze of anticipation, wasting the day looking forward to Friday.
My friend told me recently that he used to speed home from work really quickly, to the point of danger, just so he could.. sit on the couch AS SOON AS POSSIBLE! NOW! I NEED THE COUCH A.S.A.P ya bastarding traffik! As sitting on ones flat arse is very necessary, to negate the repetitiveness of sitting on ones flat arse all day. Hmm. ( Most office workers arses are flat, no offence buddies and I include myself here).
Its nice to get up and do things and see things and be outside in the.. outside.
Tuck that flappy arse into a pair of tracksuit pants and go for an oul stroll.
This weekending I had a Galway walk and saw some lovely things.
|Swan Zoo with dramatic 'DEATH!' sign|
|Future Dog Running Festival from Under the kitchen table to 5K|
|Fartzlol! I have two bubble holes. Hehehe!|
|You are good looking as long as you don't make any noise, Ferrous Wheel.|
And then it was night time.
Moving past this, someone might want to listen to Infinity Guitars by Sleigh Bells.
Good getting up in the a.m. tunage. Maybe not though.
Everyone should want to awesome google: Old Long Johnson
NSFGU (Not safe for grown-ups)
And if you are free to shriek intermittently for about 30 seconds?
I'm sorry that I am not sorry.
Happy Week 21!