And then last night I had a dream that yesterday (Wednesday) was actually Friday, and when my alarm went off this morning I couldn't figure it out...why would I set my alarm for Saturday?
Maybe it's because ever since I got my tattoo I haven't been wearing a watch on my wrist, but that really doesn't account for getting my days all switched around. Or I don't have enough variety in my week to distinguish the separate days. Or maybe I'm just too damn busy!
I know what it is...I don't have a desk calendar this year! ACK!
And the sucky thing is now that it's a third of the way through the year, it's really not worth going out and getting a daily calendar anyway.
Shit.
Song of the day: "Catholic Pagans" Surfer Blood
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