OH Friday I love thee and hate thee. My love of thee is that thou art the true beginning (at 4:30pm) of the weekend. Lest you all forget that thy weekend is but one of my many true loves (along with Lucy, beer, sleep, diet coke, my mom). AYE but Friday doth also sting. The sting of exhaustion is ripe and I have but a wee little bit of energy to drip into the remains of the day. Add to this lack of energy a debate and well I guess the old guy running for office "just doesn't understand" that he madeth my Friday a lot bit less heavenly and with this I bid you farewell until another day when I have more energy and a bit more wit.
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