Sunday is just one of those days that I ail. Will be the end of the weekend approaching relentless heaviness or super Sunday meal, the fact is that from the first afternoon I climb a carcass only comparable only to the post winning elections evil dwarf. I
infastiscono the happy family on leave bored with him, taking her from the windows and babies in tow, annoy me, sports programs and the radio commentary of the matches, I resent the rustle of the disco kid in town and in the afternoon. But there would be eh, like the tail of the return of 20, total boredom of television programming, the problems of the new work week already peeking in my thoughts.
This Sunday evening there is particularly sick. Better go to sleep '.
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