so i’m sitting here sorting through the spam in my inbox and pondering the day ahead when i decide to say to myself the lame ol’ cliche, “i wish it were friday.”

but then i smacked myself upside the head because no, i don’t wish it were friday. because if it were friday i’d have a long-ass day in front of me. a day of work and then more work.

bowling season officially started last night– which means the season of staring at old men’s butts is upon us. friday is my first night back.

bowling season is a little like starting school in the fall. you’re really excited for like the first three weeks, then it loses its appeal and becomes just another tedious chore you must endure.

oh well, at least the bowling alley almost always gives me something to write about.