Well, well, well. It's Monday again. Not a Manic Monday, but a Monday nonetheless. Work was routine; no chickens exploded 
and we weren't taken over by corporate raiders 
.
Tonight will be something played by ear. Dinner will be pretty standard (Sandwiches and Chicken Noodle soup, hot damn!) then I'm going to go work out.
My working out is always a demonstration of self abuse. If I can stand up, then I've not worked hard enough.
At least I don't have class tonight. That would take up most of my night, then I'd just wind up in bed to go to work the next day.
and we weren't taken over by corporate raiders .
Tonight will be something played by ear. Dinner will be pretty standard (Sandwiches and Chicken Noodle soup, hot damn!) then I'm going to go work out.
My working out is always a demonstration of self abuse. If I can stand up, then I've not worked hard enough.
At least I don't have class tonight. That would take up most of my night, then I'd just wind up in bed to go to work the next day.
Random 80's lyrics:
"Just another Manic Monday, whoa whoa"
"And I'm hungry like the woooooolf"
"Everybody wants to rule the world"