yay
~my brain is slowly rotting as the unstoppable marching of time is slowly guiding us all towards an inevitable death~
Not only Monday, but Spring Daylight Savings shift Monday. The worst Monday.
I don’t think there’s such a thing as Monday in interstellar space…
They wouldn’t be called “Monday,” usually, but across countless civilizations there are going to be ones with prescribed time periods in which one must return to work from a period of rest or play (and which is not regarded positively).
Put simply, it is always Monday in space.
Sort of the corollary to “it’s always happy hour somewhere.”
it is always Monday in space.
I don’t like space anymore I wanna go home
Ughhhhjhhhhhhhhhjjjjjjhhhhhhhhhhhgfghghhhhhhhhhjjjjjhhhh fuck it’s Monday and I’m know its going to be shit already.
Literally my face every monday ;D
In case anyone needs a break from the existentialist dread that is life: It is Monday, my dudes - and yup, it is exactly what you think it is:-).
Perhaps you would prefer the transporter buffer?
pull me out when the concept of Mondays dies off
Good news: Mondays no longer exist!
Bad news: Tuesdays are the new Mondays.
AHHHHHHHHHHH
