Oct 10, 2011 09:01
October, you're my favorite month. Would you please slow the hell down and linger a while? I can't believe we're already approaching your half-way point! I need more time with you. There's too much going on and you're slipping by while I'm distracted.
You know you've had a busy weekend when you're looking forward to the pace of work days.
PSA: Don't have tuna salad for breakfast then immediately go about celebrating Mocha Monday, because if there are any flavors you don't ever need in your mocha, it's fish oil and onion. YUCK! So disappointing. Must drink it all the same; I really need the caffeine boost.
I don't even know why I'm here. I have nothing to say, and if I did when I started this a few sentences ago, I've already forgotten. Just expressing the typical confusion of Monday mornings and my reluctance to face it.
Dearest October, do slow down.