Saturday, December 20, 2008

Seize the day, they say.  So I seize the damn day, I say.  By the damn throat.  And while I have this miserable little Saturday in my hands, I tear its damn throat out with my damn teeth.  I chew its damn head off until I can wear its damn tonsils as a damn bracelet.  Bits of Sunday fall out in soggy lumps all over the floor and my jeans.
Sunday looks just like Saturday.

Carpe Diem, fucker.

4 comments:

  1. weekends in general could do with that treatment more often...

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  2. Weekends don't mean anything to me, alas. Working both days. Bleeeeh.

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  3. when do you start your 6 months of normality?

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  4. After new years. Bring it on, I say.

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