It's Sunday. today is without question the second worst day in the history of mankind on the planet Earth.
Today is the last day before I go back to work after my very wonderful, very long, vacation. I can't face it. I would rather stick a pitch fork through my eye than go back to work tomorrow. I would rather get a job as a parking lot attendant than go back to work tomorrow.
I exaggerate, of course, but you get the picture. I want to stay on vacation for the foreseeable future. Forever, in fact. I want to move to San Diego and open that damn ice cream shop. Failing that I'll settle for working at a t-shirt shop on the beach, the way those half-wits on Jersey Shore did. I'd take that, really.
I DON'T WANNA GO BACK TO WORK!!!!!!!
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