Holy Shit Mondays suck! I already want it to be the weekend. And I go home for lunch today and my room mate is passed out on the couch lying over this blond with with no shirt on. Now the couch is right next to the door, so if they are alive I know they heard me, and could have moved, covered up, or somehting. But no, they just laid there. Idiots. Put those 2 together and they have as much common sense as a grapefruit. Wait, I like grapefruits...Fuck em. And I wanted to go fishing at my Dad's camp at Toledo Bend this weekend, but it's gonna be cold and rainy....Oh well. 