You ever have one of those days...one of those weeks actually, where you can't wait for it to be over and feel that you are completely entitled and totally justified to drink an extreme amount of beer? Why is one week so much worse than others? Is it the cosmos? Karma? Or God testing us to see how much we can take? If it's the latter, I think God has WAY more faith in me than I do.
I can't wait for this week to be over. It seems like it's just been one thing after the other. I'm definitely due for a weekend, and a 3-day weekend to boot.
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