Mondays are pretty good for me.
On Mondays I wake up to a cup of coffee from Buona Caffe, take a long walk with my dog Roc, and plan out a week full of possibilities.
On Mondays I usually get a chance to go running and spend some time working on future blog posts.
On Mondays I gather with my closest friends and watch wrestling, something that a bunch of guys in their mid-twenties are probably too old to still do.
On Mondays the hopes of a new week are abloom. The problems of the week before have passed.
It’s Tuesdays that I hate.
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Every Tuesday during the fall I wake up to dire news. Each Tuesday morning I open up my computer and start my day depressed. That’s because on Tuesdays I find out my Fantasy Football fate. Continue reading
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