Death of a Weekend

Y’know, Sundays bum me out sometimes. They always seem to me to be the death of the weekend, the last agonizing throes of freedom before the weekly gauntlet is to be run on Monday morning. Fuckin’ ray of sunshine, ain’t I?

Worse, I usually have to go in to work for a while (which was true again today) and then I spend the evening brooding over what I didn’t get done & what’s waiting for me in the morning. I know I’m not the only one out there who does this . . . hell, my Dad did it for years. Still sucks tho.

Thankfully, I’ve fought off the blues today by watching 3 hours of X-files, and jamming to Hanzel Und Gretyl all afternoon. Tonight, the festivities culminate with enjoying one of the third series of ‘8 Films to Die For’ – not sure which one it’ll be, my daughter Jill is picking it out. Still, if one must fight against creeping doom there’s nothing better than a decent horror movie to do it with.

Fukken Uber!

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2 Responses to “Death of a Weekend”

  1. COD says:

    We watched two episodes of Dr Who.

  2. RevMortis says:

    Haven’t really gotten into the new Dr. Who – ONLY because I’ve not watched one. Too many shows I’m already sucked into, don’t need another one. And I know the Dr. would capture my interest, just as the older episodes always did in college.

    It’s cool that your family is watching them with you! Never fun to geek out alone. . .

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