As I start writing this entry, there are just 35 minutes left till Monday.
Fuck, do Mondays ever suck. Worst day of the week — bar none.
Can I get an, "Amen ?"
As is the case of most days of the week, it is named after a god. But not a cool god. That's why Thursdays rock — because they are Thor's days, and Thor was one bad-ass god. Not Monday. Monday is named after Mani, the moon god of Germany. I'm pretty sure he wasn't the god of the moon, as in the satellite rock in orbit around Earth. I'm positive he was the Germanic god of showing ass as a means of mockery.
Think about it. On Monday morning, don't you feel like someone has just shown you a hairy, brautwurst-padded Heinz heinie?
Let's not forget, it was a Black Monday that's seen as the start of the Great Depression ... and so many of our little depressions.
This is what I'm going to be seeing in just a matter of hours:
Yep. This is my parking space. Yep, I have reserved parking — part of the compensation package for being a high-falutin' editor ;) ... but what I need is valet parking ... LOL
Sometimes, if I get there early (rare — I have my drive timed down pretty much perfectly), I just sit in the truck and stare at the 37. And just wish I had bought a lottery ticket that was a winning ticket. And looking at my watch, wondering how much longer I can put off going in.
And it's not because of my job, because I have a good job. I work with good people. I work for good people. It's just that if work was optional and I could still do all I do now WITHOUT working ... I wouldn't. LOL ... THAT'S how much of a lazy ass I am.
But I'm sure I'm not the only one.
Almost all of you are just starting your Sunday. You have a whole day of possibilities in front of you. You can laze about, make love (well, some of you can LOL), do chores, run errands, watch a movie, drive to the country, go into the city ... but not me. Nope, I'm heading to work soon.
Well, at least Friday is closer for me! LOL
Sunday went pretty much as planned: Slept in till 11:30 a.m., then drove down to the hotel for the card game. We only had 13 players; several who had "confirmed" were not only no-shows, but they didn't answer their phones. I'm guessing their wives clamped them down hard.
It was still a good game. I had a good run and lasted all the way to third place — and only because the time the poker gods chose to give me pocket Queens, they gave one of the other two guys still left in the game pocket Kings. Bastards. What makes it wors is if I would have played a garbage hand of Jack-four off-suit the hand just before that, I would have broke one of them and cut into the other's chip stack, thanks to the full house I would have had. Oh, capricious poker.
So I won enough to pay my backer back the entrance fee, then with the split winnings I left with a whole $40. LOL
Oh well, it was a great way to spend a Sunday and with just a few different moves it could have meant a huge payout. So, all in all, a decent Sunday afternoon.
After that it was just about making myself some dinner, taking a nap and watching some TV.
Overall ... not a bad weekend at all. :)
Ack! It's Monday!!
Random Guam Fact Of The Day:
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