Presumed to be awesome.

Man. Why do we even bother with this day? Seriously. Wouldn't the calendar be much more pleasant if we fired Mondays and instead had...oh, I don't know. Some other day that wouldn't involve a full day of work. Maybe a transition day from weekend to work week that involved only a few hours telecommuting in the early afternoon so that you could sleep in and work could be done in your PJs! This type of Modified Monday could work for me. *nods*

Alas. No Modified Monday for me. Instead I was at the office at 6:30 IN THE OMG SO FUCKING EARLY MORNING! *rubs sleep from eyes* Then it was to court. Again. And annoying clients who seem to forget that I was the one who went to law school, while they were the ones who broke the damn law. Therefore, the legal strategies are MINE to make. *grumbles* And, if that wasn't enough to make this Monday completely sucktastic. I somehow managed, while sitting at my desk and not engaging in any obviously dangerous activity, to SLICE MY FINGER OPEN. It bled all over my laptop and my files. And it hurt! Ouch! It's finally stopped bleeding and I have it bandaged, but trying to type with 9 fingers is no fun at all.

So, yeah. If I could, I'd fire this damn day.

But the weekend? The weekend is a keeper! Saturday was spent in a whirlwind of activity getting ready for a surprise 60th birthday party for my aunt. The surprise was a success. As was the party, which involved lots of yummy food, loud music, more alcohol than was probably wise, and about two dozen of assorted family members crammed into my living room watching ASU take Cal and Game 3 of the World Series.

After all the cleaning and cooking for the party and then the party itself with the drinking and the late night, yesterday was purposefully lazy. My brother and my niece came over and we spent endless hours watching sports on television. Unfortunately, my brother does not have the same appreciation for Tom Brady's ass as I do. So, my frequent exclamations over the perfectness of said ass were not well received. My niece, though, will grow up with a much more developed appreciation of both the game and, ahem, the players' talents. I consider it my duty as Aunt. *nods*

Also, kudos to the Boston Red Sox!!! It may not have been much of a series, but Game 4 sure as hell turned into a good game. Speaking of that win, has Papelbon reprised his riverdance yet? Someone needs to point me to that video when it happens. *g*

So, where were we? Monday sucks. Check. The weekend rocked. Check. The week ahead? There's work. But there's always work. The GOOD NEWS for this week is that on Sunday technosage and I are heading to L.A. for some time with the Hookers and to catch Steve Carlson and Jason Manns play!!! YAY!!! \o/ I'm thinking that if we time our drive right we can be in L.A. in time to watch the Patriots/Colts game. Again...YAY!!!

Anything else? Oh, yes. Apparently the weekend involved some wank and some more wank about the wank. *shakes head* It's strangely comforting that fandom will always involve some element of CRAZYCAKES. You know, kinda like that one family member who's on crack or perving on the teenage cousins or who forgot to take his meds and is in the corner talking to his spoon? Absolutely INSANE, but the family just wouldn't be the same without him. Then again, maybe it's just MY FAMILY that has this kind of crazy. *facepalm* Anyway, my point is, I think, that fandom just wouldn't be the same without the CRAZY. *g*