I don’t hate Mondays. I hate every day that I’m forced out of my comfortable little house and made to sell my body to a heartless corporation for pennies so that their shareholders can get richer.
I want to go back to bed, not sitting here preparing to spend the next 8 or so hours mindlessly doing repetitive motions until I get to go home.
On the positive side, I had a great stream last night. I spent almost two hours playing Tetris. Something about that game kind of puts me in a trance and the only thing that exists is the game. I promise nothing, but there is a good chance that I crack open my bottle of scotch and get some more Tetris streamed tonight. We’ll see.