I used to be like Garfield. I loved lasagna, could sleep all day, hated Mondays, and had red hair. Only one of those things has changed (hint: I’m BLONDE). I hate Mondays, but without Mondays, Tuesdays would be hated, and so on and so forth, so Mondays serve a purpose insofar as they are meant to be hated.
Today I really could have slept all day and eaten some lasagna, but honestly, what day isn’t like that? I’ve had a headache since 10am, I had some really bad coffee, I went cross-eyed from doing charts and graphs… It was quite the Monday. Even the BLONDE couldn’t overpower this one.
Tonight I’m going to be Garfield and sleep so I can wake up and be Odie.
Today gets 2 Barbie Warhols: 
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