Oh, look, it's Monday...


Dear old enemy, hated friend. But for you there would be no paychecks, and yet my paychecks go to soothe the influence of your passing. I'm onto you, Monday, and soon I will attack! Juuuust as soon as I wake up a little more.

Good morning again, Whitenoisers. I do hope you had a pleasant and carefree weekend. Feel free to crawl out of your hidey holes and whisper a conspiratorial hello as we attack the day.