A Case of the Mondays

[insert other over-quoted lines from Office Space here].

Man, I am in a mood today, which is mystifying considering how good my weekend was. In no particular order, the hours of Friday at 6:00 pm through Sunday at 10:30 pm consisted of spending time with friends old and new, two excellent brunches, not making it out to see Califone at the Rock and Roll hotel because chilling with my homegirl on my front steps proved to be more compelling (some whisky might have been involved too), purchasing some kicking new unmentionables, watching some very bad TV, and triumphantly blowing off one very presumptuous and bad-for-me-boy. As usual, not quite enough sleep was procured, but fun was had. Lots and lots of it.

Perhaps it's the contrast I'm now experiencing between freewheeling good times and boring office doldrums that's getting me down. Or the fact that everyone seems to be satisfyingly coupled-off these days while my one romantic option is a complete emotional defective. Or the fact that I've been assigned to a project at work that only one person really cares about and nobody else feels at all compelled to do their part to participate in. Or maybe it's the fact that I ate bad food all weekend and now feel all flabby and out of shape and am dreading the hours I'll have to put in at the gym to make up for all of it. Or maybe it's just the lack of sleep.

Regardless, I need to cheer up, fast. My horoscope just informed me that by nightfall I will have something to celebrate. I can only hope that whatever this new development is, it comes before my 1:30 staff meeting.

In the comments section tell me what you're feeling pissy about. Or tell me something to cheer me up. Yes, I know. Me, me, me.