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It’s 5 on Sunday afternoon. Where the fuck did my weekend go?


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  1. Functionally ReTodded

    Where did YOUR weekend go? Jesus H. Christ on a popsicle stick, dude. Mine was a 48 hour honey do list complete with my mother in law and out of town company.

    I’ll be THRILLED to get back to work.

    p.s. my boy is AWESOME. Sleeps, eats, craps, pees, and barely if ever cries.

    :boobs1: :boobs5:

  2. Avitable

    TrishK, I’m a patient man.

    ReTodd, my feedreader wasn’t picking up your new blog. That has been rectified. I had company, too, so I know what you mean!

    Mistress Yoda, nah, I wish! I still have my favorite blonde partner in crime in town.

  3. Avitable

    Poppy, I think I’ll declare today (Monday) Sunday part 2.

    Fogspinner, they left this morning. I think we looked at fourteen million houses.

    Annie, swallowed it, more likely.

    Bethie, crazy Hawaiian.

    HCG, fucking Fourth of July.

    Angel, I thought it was “Time’s fun when you’re having flies.”

    Dave, yeah, but it’s okay. The blur that was my weekend was still fun.

    Sarcastica, oooh. You suck!

    Humor Girl, doesn’t surprise me. It hates me.

    Kylah, nice. Usually, I feel pretty rested on Sundays. Oh well.

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