ive officially been a 9to5 stiff for about three months now, and i've not yet come to grips with the sunday night depression. sundays are so, so nice, and monday morning is so, so crappy. it's not that i dislike work--i don't--its just that realizing that i'm REQUIRED to do something after 48 hours of doing nothing is...whatever.
but that's where we stand. slow, quiet sundays [the best kind], and now an early trip to bed so that i'm fully charged for the week ahead. perhaps a bit of reading, a bit of music listening, and then i'm out.
on another note, my fantasy football team--top-seeded and all---laid an egg today. i find myself eliminated in the first round of the playoffs despite the top record in the league, the most points in the league, and a five-point home-field advantage [super rule], and its all because of those bastards jeff garcia and martin gramatica. it's also somewhat due to the complete lack of production of travis henry and tony gonzalez, and a poor decision to start james stewart over stephen davis. i got plenty of entertainment out of it, however. [this is not unlike the fantasy hoops debacle of 1998, when, after losing my first three weeks, i went undefeated for the duration of the season before getting ousted in the first round of the playoffs---ced ceballos had his only good week of his career. uf!] i find it incredible that, after fielding solid team after solid team for probably 10 fantasy football leagues, i've never won a dime. uf! i did, however, once win an ncaa tournament pool.
on another note, part 2: i'm learning dreamweaver...we might have a more exciting format by next weekend...after all, why watch football?