Suomi-100-sized case of the Mondays

Day 85. 50 pages, 21,190 words.

Well that weekend happened and is now over with.


Moving on. My parents arrive at 16:00 this afternoon. At which point my work week will be 1/3 over, on account of my “summer holiday” kicking off. I’m taking a whopping two days this summer, and saving up the rest for Christmas.

I’m just hoping my parents are a bit more chill this year, because I need the additional stress of their judgement and nagging like I need a bullet in my fucking head right now, and I know Mrs. Hatboy feels the same.


About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy.
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4 Responses to Suomi-100-sized case of the Mondays

  1. brknwntr says:

    Should I have volunteered to take your parents for a day instead of the kids?

    • stchucky says:

      Ask us again next week, this week at least is reasonably short and we’ll have just-arrived congeniality for a while, then I’ll be there as backup and we’re heading off to Sweden on the boat.

      Next week, though, I’m at work Monday to Friday and that’s when shit’s going to get strained.

      I’d suggest getting my dad over to help you with your renovations, but a) he’d kill himself in a hilarious accident, and b) he’s not really the problem anyway.

      • brknwntr says:

        I get that, my dad can tell me something and I take it as one adult to another. My mom can say something is the friendliest way possible and I’m like “judgement from on high, go fuck yourself”. Not that this is how your relationship with your parents works, but yeah.

      • stchucky says:

        Sounds about right, except with my dad it’s more like “one clueless boy lost and doing the best he can in the world of men to another and now I finally realise that.”

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