Monday, March 18, 2013
3.18.13
Some days you just hear a really good song and it rocks your world.
Some days your nine year-old brother asks you what he should give his girlfriend, and you're like whaaaa?
Some days you have to spill out grand soliloquies detailing your recent epiphanies when no one is around and inadvertently burn your sandwich.
Some days are Mondays. And somehow, they kind of don't suck.
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"Some days you have to spill out grand soliloquies detailing your recent epiphanies when no one is around and inadvertently burn your sandwich."
ReplyDeleteThis could be the first line of a novel, somewhere. Guard that line with a sword.
Thank you, Maester Hancock! Duly noted.
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