I am pretty sure everyone has experienced at one point or another the murky feeling that creeps up on you on Sundays. It's hard to describe the feeling exactly, but it sure doesn't feel pleasant. This feeling, has a name and its called: Blood Sausage. This term was been passed on to me by my father (Papa =P). Whenever you have that feeling, it can only be described as blood sausage.
The first time it was told to me to describe these feelings, I had no idea what my dad was saying to me. What do you mean you feel like Blood sausage? But now, it's a part of our vocabulary and we both understand as soon as any of us says those words to describe our mental/physical/emotional state we need to adjust our actions towards each other and act accordingly because it is a very sensitive state that the person is in.
Sundays do not have exclusive rights to this term, but this feeling is usually more prevalent on Sundays. You can use this term however you like, it is so obscure anyways, that you can use it any way you like, as long as you say those two words together, people who know of it will understand your whole sense of being at that present moment.
Common usages:
Person 1 asks "Hey, how are you?"
Person 2 mumbles "Eh"
Person 1 "Oh, blood sausage?"
Person 2 mutters "Yea"
Although there is no cure for blood sausage, there are some remedies that have been known to help with this illness:
- Sunday brunch with good food, good people, good conversation and of course: good drinks, has been known to hide its effects
- Taking a walk, rollerblading, yoga, any other physical activities can sometimes get that bloody energy out.
- A Sunday night movie sometimes does the trick--this is usually a non-thinking fluffy fluff of a movie that lets you happily sink in to the story while turning off your brain and spoon feeding you some Hollywood opium.
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