Tuesdays are usually much worse than Mondays. Here's my reasoning.
Monday: You're still thinking about the weekend.
Tuesday: You know you're in it for the long haul. There's no going back.
Wednesday: Hump Day!
Thursday: We're closer..
Friday: I can almost taste the freedom.
And then 5:00 comes on Friday, and you're free! Until Monday, when the cycle repeats.
But today was a good day. My best friend came over and we got lunch in this super cute little Mexican place near campus. After eating delicious burritos, we grabbed a pint of vanilla ice cream and a six pack. We walked back to my room, drank the beer, ate the ice cream, and listened to some good tunes.
And then R saw the pen that my Uncle gave me, "For editing purposes." It's impossible to write with.
But it was okay, because then we got iced coffee. And life was good. Maybe Tuesday's aren't so bad after all.