Monday, Monday, we meet again. It doesn't seem fair to have such a fun holiday like St. Patrick's Day on a Sunday because it just makes waking up and heading to the office the next day that much more difficult. My roommates and I hosted a breakfast at our place yesterday and we had green pancakes and green eggs with bacon and fresh fruit and, of course, some coffee with Irish creme and peach mimosas. We spent most of the day at the Irish bar around the corner from our apartment where we listened to the live Irish band, kilts included. I have kept the party going today every time I look down and see my green nails with a touch of sparkle.
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