For most people, Saturday’s a nice day off.
For me, it’s a living nightmare. (Because for most people, Saturday’s a nice day off). We’re talking a Dawn of the Dead, zombie-invasion, post-apocalypse un-fun time.
What I would like my Saturday to be:
Wake up with a terrific story idea, that kind that my subconscious wrote for me, and I just have to get it down before it fades away.
Then pop in a movie, relax on the couch. Just chillax and enjoy not-working. You know, like most people.
But that isn’t what I get. That’s never what I get.
Rather than launching another bitch-and-moan session, I’ll just move on and try to enjoy my evening, instead. The next horror show isn’t until tomorrow morning, after all.
Hmm. I might make that one.
“Invasion of the American Public“. Rated XXX, this film may be too frightening for younger viewers.
Remember when people were raised right? ::Shake my cane:: Get off my lawn, damn kids!
What’s your ideal Saturday morning? Are you doing those things this morning? Why not?
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