Nothing poetic.
By brain is worth what they pay.
Peanuts my friend. Peanuts.

Fuck. Monday again?!?
This is just not possible.
Need truckload of 'joe'.

I know there is something tragically wrong with the system as it is. I believe we are due for an overhaul in which Monday is banished to the Great Blue Yonder and we never have to experience anything like it ever again. Evah.

What's even worse? My cuppa joe this morning tasted like ass. I ran out of the good shit and had to use the stuff that's been marinating at the back of the fridge for far too long... ass, I tell you!

Then? I ran to the grocery store to pick up a back-up bag (I usually use Gevalia's Hazelnut... mmmmmm....), and I bought a bag o' effin' BEANS. NOT GROUND. Now I hafta go back to grind them, as I have no clue where my effin' grinder is. How's THAT for a Monday?!??

Today was brutal.
Sore from painting plus dental
work. Yep, it's Monday.

Oh good, 'ku Mondays:
I can kvetch about how tired
I am, and s'all good.