Sundays always depress me. As a kid it was the thought of having to wake up to go to church....i have since defied God and my mother and refuse to go....that lifted some of the Sunday anxiety ..but now its the thought of Sunday being the day before Monday and having to start the week all over again....its a vicious cycle id like to one day break.
Woke up today at 1:40 which is unusal for me, however i was forced to take one of my crazy mucle relaxants pills last night after a long and uneventful night of serving drinks to semi-retards...so this morning..well afternoon i treated my self with a manicure and back massage. While getting pretty there was a very handsom gentle men getting a mani and pedi done at the same time...OK HE WAS HOT...and you would think that a man getting his nails did would put me off?...HELL NO! He kept loooking over at me...but it could have been that i was wearing no makeup...or that i didnt brush my hair that morning...or was drooling from the wicked massage i just got.
Anyhoo i'm stalling...have a project to do and i really dont want to:(
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