Sundays Suck
And I don’t mean that in a good way. There’s nothing to ruin a good weekend than having that impending doom feeling that it is over soon. From about Sunday at 3pm on, I can’t relax because I’m thinking about all the crap that needs to be done for Monday plus the fact that there’s work to be done at work. Yes, I live a terrible existence. This has always happened to me since I lived in Rhode Island and listened to 92PRO-FM and Casey Kasem’s weekly top 40 on Sunday nights during grade school. It was only later I learned the reason for all those pre-recorded Sunday night programs was becuase NO ONE WAS THERE..but I digress. I remember those Sundays, freshman year of high school, not doing my homework and instead playing tons of Commodore 64 games and listening to Dr. Demento and Dr. Ruth. Now you see, I wouldn’t let me 15 year old kid listen to Dr. Ruth talk about anal sex, but either my parents were very progressive or not that smart.
Anyhoo, for the first time in days, I’m feeling better. I think laying off the Entex (Sudafed/Mucinex combo) helps. Throat still hurts and the magic mouthwash seems to be numbing every part of my mouth save for my throat, but whatever.
I see the Orioles lost yet again. It was funny seeing in USA Today how the O’s blame the Nationals for losing 10,000 tickets per game. Obviously, sucking ass as a team had absolutely nothing to do with it. LOL.
If all goes well, I’ll be playing my first golf of the season tomorrow. Looking forward to it, but hoping the weather and my health will both be ok.
I see that Barbaro is still in surgery. They found a third (!) break. It’s amazing this horse is still alive. I’m dying to hear Bill’s take on all this stuff, haven’t seen him on the usual IM places, hope we’ll hear what’s going on soon.
Alright, time to put away the laundry, make sure lunches are ready, give the kids a bath, save the world and get ready for the Sopranos….