Suck it, Monday. You are so over.

There are days when I accomplish so little that I meant to do, and Monday was one of those days.

Those few things I did manage to do somehow went awry.

People reminded me why I interact best with dogs and Barbie dolls. Oh, if you’re reading this, I’m not talking about YOU. Or Peter at GMHC, who’s more than a sweetheart. Just all those other people.

Once again, a retrograded Mercury made me its bitch.

Good luck to y’all who are planning to brave my culinary and firemaking skillz Tuesday night.