Dear Sunday,

Why is it that you stare at me from across the room starting the time I leave my last class Thursday until I meet you three days later? Also, is it neccesary to taunt me with so many things I need to do when all I want to do is sleep through you? I bet if you had a little chat with Monday, and told him to take a few vacations, you would look a lot better. You should get on that.

Laura