Monday, August 30, 2010

How can you tell it's Monday?

Yeah, you've all heard this story before. I'm back to rotten reality. I came into work to find that the boss called in sick again, despite the fact that the assistant manager is also on vacation and she scheduled a brand new employee for her first day of work.

This song by Gabriella Cilmi I listened to at lunch seems completely appropo

Sweet about me
Nothing sweet
About me-yeah

If there's lessons
To be learned
I'd rather get
My jamming words
In first-so
When you're playing
With desire
Don't come running
To my place
When it burns like fire-boy.

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