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Manic Monday


So. Cinco de Drinko is over and although I woke up hangover free this has still been a MANIC MONDAY if i've ever experienced one. I had to increase the size of that font so you guys could grasp the full effect. Overslept. Missed Bus One. Bus Two was delayed due to a wheelchair boarding causing me to miss Trolley One and how ironic is it that Trolley Two was also delayed by a wheelchair boarding. I woke up late but I was still asleep through all of this. I purchased a Monster, collected my change and conveniently left the Monster in the store. You're kidding me, right? Nope. No kidding. My first reaction was to get a drink. I found myself craving a martini. Shot of Jack. SOMETHING strong to take the edge off. Yes. At 9am these thoughts were present. Don't judge me. 
See? You can't judge me. That picture is wrong but it's so freaking funny. Wait, where was I? Oh, yes. My Manic Monday. I had a great breakfast courtesy of my lovely place of employment, my work day was a breeze, I went back to the store on my lunch break and my Monster has carried me to this point. Date Night is approaching. That should make me smile. We're keeping it simple tonight; dinner and a movie. The movie of the evening is 'Long Distance Revolutionary' based on the life and revolutionary times of deathrow inmate, Mumia Abu Jamal. Interesting topic so expect a review from me tomorrow filled with my raw opinion, a couple quotes and of course, cheesy selfies of me and my #HIM.
Peace & Love.
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