Welcome to June. Let’s hope this weather isn’t a preview of what to expect for the entire month.
Don’t even try to tell me at least it’s not snow. I’m not in the mood!
It took a great deal of effort to get out of bed this morning.
Usually, I’m able to find something in the week ahead that’s a motivational factor to get me out from under the covers and into my morning toga, but not today. There is a full week of work and dreary weather staring me in the face, and it just seemed a lot safer and warmer under the covers.
I do have tickets for the Lady Antebellum concert on Thursday. I got them for free at a taping of The Nite Show a couple of months ago, and I’ve been trying ever since to find a date for the evening.
This just shows how horrible I am at dating. Even with these concert tickets to offer as a bribe, I have been unable to find someone to spend a few hours with me that night.
Could this be a sign that it’s time to write a sequel to The Retirement Party? And this time, when I retire from dating it should be permanent.
The only good thing that’s come out of (failing at) dating again has been the blog posts that it’s inspired. Other than that, the main thing I’ve learned is that women don’t want to spend time with me and I’m never going to get over The Girl Who Broke My Heart.
UGH to infinity!
It definitely feels good to know that while I’ve proven myself to be a total failure with the opposite sex, at least I can still charm words into spending some time with me.
I really do not want to get up off the couch, Modern Philosophers. The thought of trying to take on this Monday like a responsible adult does not appeal to me in any way.
Maybe I should start drinking coffee. Perhaps that would motivate me to take a shower and put on my Working Stiff toga. I doubt it, though, so I might as well keep my consecutive days without coffee streak alive.
Anyone want two tickets to the Lady Antebellum concert on Thursday?
I’ll leave them with the interns and you can battle it out over coffee and conversation. Maybe that will make this Monday exciting for some of you.
I don’t think anything can make this Monday exciting for me. Thank Zeus there’s only seventeen hours left of this already far too brutal day…