ah, tuesdays

i have discovered the day. every semester has one. the day of the week that is just, statistically speaking, worse than other days. it changes from semester to semester as classes and other scheduled duties shift around, but there is always a day. a Day, even, if we were to honor it with a capital letter of doom.

my Day is tuesday this time around, and it is living up to its Day-ness.

very little has gone especially right toDay, and a few things have gone not-right. that’s all okay, though. toDay is almost over, and a new day will start tomorrow. in fact, i’m all set up to meet folk(s) who can give me some pointers in how not to strangle classmates, so the chances of my becoming famous in the criminal section of the newspaper are slim. still, please everyone try to understand an original before imitating it. yes?

why have i blogged about this tuesday in particular? i lied in class today, saying that i liked part of this story that ... well, let’s say i didn’t actually like. and i suppose the smile i wore was a nonverbal lie, too. because i certainly didn’t appreciate the goings on, but while a grimace would have been more appropriate, it didn’t seem the thing to do. i’ve always disliked it when there’s a person in a group who ruins everyone’s day, and i don’t want to be that person.

that’s okay, though. now i’m home, and even though my second attempt at making some goddamned meat pies has blown up in my face and the eggs are off so i can’t even use the rest of my meat pie filling to make an omelet, that doesn’t change the fact that i’m home. here, i can breathe and remember that a whole 6 more days separate me from the next Day.

ah, tuesdays.

love and peace