Monday morning again, and although I haven’t mentioned it in a while, I’m still pissed about the time change. “How long does it take for you to get used to it?” My princess asked me yesterday.
“Usually two or three weeks,” I told her, “But I remember one year that I bitched about it daily until it changed back to real time.”
I’ll be honest with you, Strangelanders—I’m not actually going to work today. But that doesn’t mean I’m not up at six in the morning, and it doesn’t I mean I don’t empathize with anyone who is at work today. In case it’s two early for all the negatives, that means I’m awake at six, and I feel your pain.
But, yeah, I’m taking a sick day today, for reasons I’m not at liberty to discuss. I’ll give you a clue, though—when they put warnings on things like oven cleaner and aftershave that say things like “Do not ingest,” or “Not to be used internally,” what they apparently mean is don’t drink the shit.
Anyways, I stumbled over this song this weekend, and thought it would make an excellent Monday Morning Music Motivator (I just made that up right now, and I’m pretty awed by my amazing ability to bust out with alliteration, let me tell ya). It’s no Q-Unit, I guess, but it’s still pretty great. If you like the idea of abusing old people, I mean. Which, you know—I generally do. Thanks, old people, for ruining the planet for the rest of us.
Anyways, here’s a link to the flash animated video, and here’s the Argyle Pimps website—the guys that sing the song.
So that’s it from me this morning. Good luck with your Monday, Strangelanders.