I hate Mondays. I especially hate Mondays where I have to do something.
Today I have to:
First go to visit my little black man in Poplar Grove who is the president of the improvement district there to write a few checks and pick up a deposit to put in the bank for them.
Number two on the list is to pay my water bill.
Then I have to go into the office for a little while.
My last stop is at the grocery store.
After I get home and put all the food away, it'll be time to pick up the terrorist at school.
And wouldn't you know it? I promised him that we'd take a ride on the ATV after school.
I'd much rather stay in my robe all day and watch the vagina channel on tv.