And another long holiday weekend bites the dust. I find myself wishing that tomorrow wasn’t Monday because I’ve got loads more writing to do and little time in which to get it done. Oh, well, I guess. C’est la vie.
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Monday cometh
Suddenly they all died. The end. 
The French have another phrase that goes with that one :C’est la merde. It pretty much sums up how I feel after sixty hours straight work.
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Ha! That pretty well sums up how I felt after Thanksgiving dinner. But that’s only because it was all so good that I simply had to try some of everything. 😀
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The english turkeys are all beginning to get a bit jittery now. I reckon they have calendars. Personally they’re safe from me. For xmas I’ll probably have a bacon sandwich with a little tinsel on the plate.
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I’d love to have turkey for Christmas, but who knows what we’ll have. Our Christmas plans change every year, so our menu changes as well. This year it’ll probably be ham sandwiches or some such.
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