Wednesday Every Wednesday # 9

As the sands of time slip through our fingers, we are faced with one question: would they if we made a tighter fist? While the answer is almost assuredly yes, there is another assurance that we’ve been authorized by the calendar to make:

It’s Wednesday!!!

All we are is dust in the wind… And complex arrangements of carbon, oxygen, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium, and phosphorus.

At this, the zenith of our wearisome workweek, we must pause to appreciate that the much needed respite from rigor and routine is coming around the bend. It’s time to replenish ourselves with levity and… possibly junk-food.

We all scream for Ice Cream! And also because of this guy.

Try as they might to ensnare us, the enemies of elation are now at our backs. The tides have turned in our favor, and time is finally on our side!

Y U no Weekend?

As artists, thinkers, and anti-establishment advocates, each of us is in command of our own covert operation. Our cover, while intact, strains under the weight of tedium. But the traps are set, plots are in the process of being foiled, and all that remains is to endure the dwindling days of the workweek!

Cool cockatiels don’t look at explosions!

Here’s to a speedy Wednesday and a fast approaching Friday!!!

Gifs via: here, here, here, and here.

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