It's Monday morning again -- I have really never been one to dread Mondays or be really down about returning to work
So my rhetorical question is this, if the weekend is supposed to be restful, how come we put so much into it -- I mean, it's like we're working seven days a week -- it's no wonder we feel like crap on the 8th day, just thinking aloud
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I wish I had something real important to say about current events -- I guess I don't have anything to say about the Pope other than he seemed like a good man -- I'm just so tired of the El Busho antics, I really have nothing further to say -- the whole Kanno thing, well ... no, not writing about that, either -- and the whole we never knew traffic could be so bad thing, well both janitor and I have been blaggin this one prior to this
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I suppose that I have two really obvious ones -- I think that I have discussed them here or elsewhere
I think that the primary one is the whole no one can lay on my bed prior to me sleeping there -- I hate pre-warmed beds, actually because I don't cope well with warm sleeping conditions in general -- a pre-warmed bed on a warm night is well, pfbbttt
The other one is about facilities -- I am highly germ paranoid with respect to that
This morning I heard a really weird one as my superior indicated that he didn't like a particular kind of word processing list bullet
Umm yep, we all have our quirks
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