As the humid South Carolina summer rolls in from where ever summer rolls in from, the days begin to blend together and the dates become nonexistent. The only way I manage to know what day it is it what comes on the tele at night. Like tonight I know Big Brother comes on tonight, so its Thursday and tomorrow Family Guy doesn't come on, so its Friday. The weekend is easy to spot, but come Monday I am typically lost again, but I see that All My Children is not on, so I am immediatly set straight. Tuesday, Big Brother again. And the glorious think is on Wednesday, nothing comes on, so I can tell it apart from the rest of the week.
Now that you see how my mind truely works, you may find that I am a truely complex creature to a simple point.
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