Short and not all that sweet
I hate Sundays. Especially Sunday nights.
I think that's all for the moment. Sorry.
I think that's all for the moment. Sorry.
posted by elswhere | 10:25 PM
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2 Comments:
Yes, yes, yes. It's true. Sunday nights are grim and dismal. We are all very brave just to live through them every week, that's what I think.
sunday afternoon at around 4 gives me the pip -- especially in February.
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