Yesterday was on of the mondayest Mondays I’ve suffered through in quite a while. Just wasn’t into it. Gas was up from $4059 Sunday to $4.129 yesterday morning. Then Granny had the honor of working an 11 hour+ day (for free, of course – well, the 3+ hours, anyway). By the time I came home from work, gas was up already up a nickel, to $4.179 (if this keeps up, it’ll be well past $5 by Labor Day, and god only know what it’ll hit when Bush bombs Iran).

Then on the radio in the car on the way to pick Granny up, I heard a story about the earthquake in China, and the relief efforts in Cheng Du (which is pronounced like ‘Chung Doo’), and that always makes me think of the song from that friggin’ musical, Guys and Dolls (which any of you who have – or had – high school kids have no doubt been forced to suffer through at least once). So I’ve got “chung do, chung do, this guy says the horse chung do” running on an endless loop in my brain all night long, and no beer in the house to drown it with, and then I finally get to sleep and, and damned if it aint frickin’ Tuesday morning already, and I’ve gotta get up and do it all over again (and now I’ve got that goddamn song loop running in my brain again, too) . Bleh.

On the bright side, I did get to spend a rather pleasant evening sitting in the back yard with the dogs and the one cat that has outdoor privileges, surfing the Internet while listening to the Mockingbirds bitch at her (the cat, that is) from their nest in the tree next door (they’re not too crazy about the cat). Plus these freakin’ primaries are over with today, finally, so that’s one less thing we’ll have to listen to, which is good because I need to recharge before we start in with what a disappointment Obama is (unless McCain gets appointed by the Supreme Court or something, in which case it doesn’t matter ‘cuz we’re really headed down the shitter).

I think I need a day off.