It�s Monday again. Feels like I just clocked out. Know what I love about Mondays? Nothing. In fifteen minutes, I�ll be sleeping with my eyes open for an hour-long meeting about employee morale followed by a �surprise� birthday cake and card everyone half-heartedly signs while doing a slow eye-roll. Which is the same eye-roll I�ll be making when I read it, �cuz it�s my birthday and even that won�t fix a Monday.