I'm about to admit something insane to you. Don't judge me too harshly.
I have always hated Sundays. I don't like them at all, the feel of them, the mood they set...unless I don't have to work the next day. (And even then I'm still not a huge Sunday fan.)
It's one reason I don't like the NFL. I just don't do Sundays. I think it's a feeling left over from being a kid and dreading a new school week, but whatever the reason I just wake up with a bad feeling and go to bed with that same feeling. One of my worst memories of a kid is being with a friend of mine in a Walmart really late on a Sunday night. Whenever I think of that I feel queasy and nervous.
All that said, I love Thursdays. I like coming to work on Thursday and I especially like evenings. I enjoy being out on Thursday nights. There's a certain feel that a Thursday has, and it's strange that I almost like Thursdays more than Fridays.
So how weird is this?
I have always hated Sundays. I don't like them at all, the feel of them, the mood they set...unless I don't have to work the next day. (And even then I'm still not a huge Sunday fan.)
It's one reason I don't like the NFL. I just don't do Sundays. I think it's a feeling left over from being a kid and dreading a new school week, but whatever the reason I just wake up with a bad feeling and go to bed with that same feeling. One of my worst memories of a kid is being with a friend of mine in a Walmart really late on a Sunday night. Whenever I think of that I feel queasy and nervous.
All that said, I love Thursdays. I like coming to work on Thursday and I especially like evenings. I enjoy being out on Thursday nights. There's a certain feel that a Thursday has, and it's strange that I almost like Thursdays more than Fridays.
So how weird is this?
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