I Don't Like Mondays, ooooh ooooh

Here it is, the beginning of another week. I managed to stay in my pajamas all weekend and, in fact, am still in them. 

Just tried to have fun with Mr. H., but somehow it didn't work out. I will try harder next time.

I have nothing to say, nothing to write. I write all the juicy stuff in my journal, and since I'm still unemployed, there's really nothing to say. 

I must get a life. That would be great. Then maybe these lame posts would improve. Ah, well, no one reads them, anyway, so what does it matter?