I hate Monday morning. It is the only morning of the week that I have to work, and it conflicts greatly with my evening-based schedule, especially after a late fiesta with the girls last night.
It also drives me crazy that Hunter S. Thompson killed himself yesterday. There is simply no way to completely explain how much this disturbs me.
Fortunately there are some good things about today: IT'S POLAR BEAR DAY! Didn't think I was going to make it, but yoga was cancelled because of the snow. Does that mean that there is something good about snow? No, no. Don't get to excited, it's going to be freaking freezing out there.
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