To return to the office after a couple days of sleeping in, relaxation and solitude, causes me to spend most of the day yawning, closing my eyes at my desk, and wishing I had an office required naptime. In addition, all the wonderful fantastical fantasies of the weekend come crashing down on you with the realization of reality.


For example, I thoroughly enjoy Robert Pattinson on the Oscars last night. His hair is growing in nicely and he still likes to run his hands through it when he’s feeling a bit self conscious. But now he’s all ruined for me. Apparently
he prefers Arsenal to Chelsea. Bugger all. I hate Mondays.
pictures via ONTD Football
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