The Sunday After Monday....

...Is a Monday too!!!

It's raining, as usual, and I don't really have much to do.

Okay, that was a lie.
I could, in all possible theory:

* Jump off my bed until I got a cut, then clean, bandage and show it to everyone I meet.

* Scream until someone comes running, tell them I saw a ghost, wait for them to leave, repeat.

* Make up a theory, print it on papers and hand them out, asking for support.

* Call my neighbor, and whisper into the receiver that I'm watching them, then go stand in their yard with a chainsaw.

* Teach my dog to get me cookies

* Put on a flamingo suit and run in the rain

* Make a giant poster with my name on it and glue it to the side of the library

But I don't feel like doing any of those, so I'm stuck here, distended to be bored.

The End