I've been conditioned to feel bad on Monday for so many years that now it's almost impossible NOT to feel like shit on Monday.

I drew this on a particularly bad monday morning. Monday 10/11/2004 to be exact.

Monday is the day that attacks me like a stinking black rat under my covers. It awakens me to its poisonous gnawing on my scrotum and as I scream in agony it rushes to bite out my eyes! My Sundays are often ruined because after the morning breakfast, (which I usually enjoy), I realize that tomorrow is MONDAY!

For decades I wasted my life working at jobs I hated, and always Monday was the worst day! It's like everyone is in a bad mood on Monday. (The same way that most people are in a good mood on Friday) We are such victims of our habits! We are so easily conditioned.

Now that I have finally found blessed escape from the 9 to 5 rat race I should be happy. I am instead prone to sullen bouts of dark paralyzing depression. I have the hangover of this conditioning to plague me when I should be enjoying the "golden years" of my life.

Hey guess what kids, there ain't no "golden years" ahead! - so you better get smart fast and figure out a way not to get caught up in the mediocrity of the "J-O-B" bullshit that our great society offers you. It's this simple; If you don't figure out a way to do something in your life that you enjoy doing, you are fucked... PERIOD. You don't get the time back. You don't get no gold watch or reward for a "Job Well Done". Nothing I can tell you will prepare you for the grim reality that your life will become when you lose the thing that you can not possibly understand when you have it ... your youth.

So, find the courage to rise above the shallowness that is 99.9% of our society NOW, or forever you shall be cursed by the horror that is ... "MONDAY".

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