Dear readers, do you ever have one of those weeks where you’re already ugly crying into your coffee? And yes, I’m aware that it is only like 2½ days into the week.
Maybe work is a crock of crock, or your bills are sky high, or maybe everything is just blah. Whatever it is gnawing at your spirit and biting at your soul, there is only one remedy for your ill-muttered blah and suppressed rage.
I die. Plus, it makes the work week blues not so bad, aye?