Monday should be a curse. Go monday yourself. This monday computer froze again. Or simply, monday everything. That doesn’t sound original, so someone has probably said the exact same thing somewhere.
I’m working on a story for a new anthology. It might be based on tumblr exhibitionists (hotgaynerds, Q&S). After hgn left tumblr, I wrote a random list of overdramatic reasons why they might have done that. I found their exhibitionism interesting. It’s a great addiction for some, to let thousands of people validate you on a daily basis. There had to have been a reason they left so abruptly. Let’s use the magic of fiction to imagine. No, I probably won’t submit this, it’s dumb. I have that line from Two Days in Paris stuck in my head where Julie Delpy’s character says she hates her boyfriend taking pictures of her all the time because taking pictures takes you out of the moment and turns you into an observer. I wonder what that’d feel like for your entire relationship, including cumshots.
Just so you know, “Monday” is already (purportedly) used as a curse word in some populations in southern America, as a slight against blacks. This is apparently because “nobody likes Mondays.” So I am told.
