Panacea

I really Identified with reading this post all about the mentalities of Sundays, the doom of them. I've been dealing with this same phenomenon my entire life. From tummy aches to crankiness. Just the idea of the school week/work week approaching made Sundays the day from hell.

Thanks to Virginia, I've found the cure: Drinking.

Yesterday, we started at noon, and I felt like with great authority I was claiming ownership over my weekend. Who could have guessed that drinking all day would feel so liberating?







Also - Today is so warm out it reminds me that I really ought to shave my armpits.