Cock Ass

Fucking Monday. And reading Jesse's happy Friday post doesn't help. You can say fuck cologne, but don't you dare say fuck Garfield. Cuz, even if he's Pop, he's rad. And fuck Monday. And February. I have been dreading the onset of Winter all summer long for some reason. Liz, you said that once, I blame you, today. (By the way, Today is Fucking Monday.) I have my orals on Wednesday. I guess I should be worried about that. Maybe I am, but all I feel is the same old Monday Bullshit. Even when things, good, bad, whatever, are NEW, it all stays the same. At least on Fucking Monday.