soph

Mondays suck. I hate em -- I've always got so much to do, and more free hours than on any other day, but I just fuck around all day because I can't concentrate. Tuesdays I always feel great, but I am so busy. There's not enough time, and mild panic always sets in by mid-afternoon.

We have seen eachother every Tuesday that we were both in or near SF for the past several months, at least. Just realized that last week.