Hurray it's Monday!

I have spent the greater part of my weekend with a migraine… which is no way to celebrate my meeting yet another deadline (damn!) I guess that life isn’t really fair.

Humph!

When my migraine seemed to be letting off a little, I managed to read some more wonderful twist-in-the-tale-stories by the great O’Henry, which did much to improve the quality of my weekend and my mood… which goes to show you exactly how bad migraines are, particularly when they interrupt perfect weekend plans. Humph!

And we’re back to Monday, which is generally NOT my favourite day of the week! It’s funny how meeting the right person on the way to work can brighten up even the blandest of Mondays. Talk about a good start to your day! Then again, when this said object of one’s affection is too sleepy-eyed to notice oneself (and one’s perfectly colour-coordinated pink accessories, makeup, etc.) the grey cloud that looms upon every fun-loving twentysomething on a Monday morning, darkens ominously to charcoal grey before ultimately surrenders to coal with a stifled whimper. Then it starts thundering and lightening, flashes of electrical atmospheric charge making the coal black cloud look even backer. And CLAP, BANG, BOOM (yes, in the manner of Adam West’s Batman TV series) the little cloud starts pouring rain like there’s no tomorrow. In fact there probably won’t be a tomorrow, and even if tomorrow were to survive it would need acqua lungs to get through the floods. Humph!

This evening I am meeting the Zen Master, henceforth known as ZM (my my, all those legal dramas I’ve been watching and reading are really paying off in terms of pompous vocabulary.. which might probably be ever so slightly distracting, annoying and counterproductive. Make mental note to strike off such abhorrent language from the record! Gaaah! GAAAH! Am now thinking like a lawyer, there must definitely be something very wrong with me HELP! HELP!)

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Ok have calmed down. Well, at any rate, I am as calm as my natural constitution will ever permit me to be! Will visit my doctor this week to see whether migraines are in any way related to legal dramas, and similar jargon as need serious help! (Obviously.)

Back to the Zen Man who is is smart – way smarter than average (a prerequisite for striking up a conversation, let alone friendship with me!) He’s so smart in fact that he’s even smarter than me (double damn!) And sly as a fox. I am not sure that I am exactly looking forward to hearing his verdicts about my questions. Because whereas other (normal, average Joe) people try to provide answers to your burning questions, ZM simply rates them. It’s one of his many idiosyncrasies -he uses questions as mirrors on which to reflect your personality – very frustrating and severely thought-inducing, which I suspect is his exact intention, honed in like a missile. Let’s hope all this doesn’t give me another migraine!

To my knowledge there is only one reader who knows who I refer to by ZM. She also knows him in person and says that I do give a pretty spot on description (so there, you have it, I’m not exaggerating, or making a fuss, or anything!)

Will let you know how it goes later this week, if I somehow manage to get through today, that is!

Hurray it's Monday!

But really, there's no need to cheer!