I propose that we rename Sunday. It needs a name like Futilityday, or Thwartday, or Whatthehellhappened?day. Sunday has already hidden behind its innocent, oh-so-pleasant sounding moniker for too long. But we know the truth, don't we? We know that Sunday is the day of wasted time regretted, of looming Monday fear, of to-do lists that leer, uncrossed-out, unchecked-off, in the background. Harrumph.
Posted by hilatron at November 9, 2003 10:22 PM | TrackBackAmen. And I don't mean that in the Sunday way.
Posted by: EV at November 10, 2003 07:45 PM