The first part is interesting, but the last few minutes takes the cake with:

The four saddest letters in the english language are T.G.I.F. If all you do is get through and tolerate the workweek so you can have two days to yourself… that is unfortunate.

The culutral meaning of a lot of days is predicated on the belief that work is horrible, and to be tolerated until you get to the end of the week, at which point there’s this oasis called the weekend that starts on Friday night… and now you get this blissfill weekend that you want to hang onto as much as possible, and in the later hours of Sunday you begin to realize it’s going to be Monday tomorrow and this whole morbid cycle repeats. We don’t say it explicity, but there’s this a kind of continued reinforcement in that, of this idea that we shouldn’t think about work as something we’re excited to get back to.

The whole “Welp, IT’S MONDAY…” thing, and “Happy Friday!!!” thing has always annoyed the shit out of me, and that little nugget pretty much pins why. Am I supposed to wait until the weekend to enjoy my life? Or is it alright to have the most fun on a Tuesday?

In the last year or so with my current work life, my weekdays and weekends run into each other, with me sometimes wondering what day it is. Fridays and Saturdays are often my most productive work days, and sometimes I don’t do anything on say, a Monday. But I realize this isn’t normal. I’m just saying, those two guys make some good points.

But I guess I’m just one of those rare unicorns who actually likes to work, and does work that isn’t manual labor. My job and my passions align pretty well, and for that I am grateful. Weekends might be a different story, otherwise.

Either that, or I’m just like my parents and don’t know how to have a hobby and have fun, and only know how to work. Let’s not dig into that right now.

But regardless, every time I’ve seen one of those “Is it Friday yet?” signs on an office secretary’s desk, I’ve never thought “Oh how fun! What a cute sign! I can’t wait for Friday either!!”

These guys are pretty awesome. Makes me want a looping setup. Looks like fun. And those harmonies the two of them do are preeettty killer.

I found this where I find everything: Reddit. They were really into the part at 4:25 where it sounds like he’s making random sounds, but with the looping pedal it all comes together in awesome way. These guys are great.

It’s always nice when you feel like you can really be you with the people you work with. Earlier, I got this message from the development manager at this company that I regularly work for.

Team,

Charles and I were discussing paintball this morning and it occurred to me that paintball could be a fun team event in October! Charles is an avid paintballer, so he would of course be on my team. Let me know if you have any particular reason why you think paintball is for the birds, otherwise, I’m going to see if we can reserve a field.

Trent

And in an ongoing effort to be honest and authentic, I replied:

Hard pass for me.

Don’t let that stop everyone else, but I don’t do paintball primarily for reasons of being a huge target/wuss.

The truth hurts. But a little less than getting hit with paintballs.

I recently bought a pretty bad-ass sit/stand desk, and as a result am selling my old glass desk on Craigslist. I have it listed for $60.

As is customary for selling things Craigslist, no matter what the item is priced at, there’s always a negotiation. You could be selling a $500 item for $20, and there’s a 90% chance that the buyer will ask “will you take $10 for it”. (Lack of punctuation is also customary Craigslist behavior.)

Them: Do you still have desk a you posted on Craigslist

Me: Yes, do you want to come and see it?

Them: Yes please when are you available

Me: I work from home so any time today would work for me

Them: OK it would have to be until around 7pm is that fine

Me: Sure, sounds good. I’m in South Austin, do you think you’ll be here at 7?

Them: Yes or perhaps closer to 730 also would you be willing to take 40

Me: I would take $50. Deal?

Them: Well I would be driving all the way from parmer lane which is why I can’t be there till 7 so with driving the distance can you do 40 and it’s a deal

Which brings us to our topic. I want to sell this desk, but I also really want to send back a tasty zinger, which I realize could cost me this sale. This is a risk I’m willing to take, as I have faith the desk will eventually sell. But currently, I’m trying to figure out the best possible zinger I could send.

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From Reddit’s /r/fitness

Me and my wife joined the gym 9 months ago. We have lost 95lbs (45kgs) total since then.

I joined a gym 9 months ago, too! So far I have lost $720.

I think I made this in 2001. It was around the time prank calls using Arnold soundboards were really popular (I’ve got some of those, too), and I can’t remember if I made this at my parents place, or at the house I lived at for that one year in college.

Because, yes, in college, I mostly lived with my parents. Or as I liked to say at the time, “with an elderly couple”.

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A friend of mine recently won a contest on Facebook by spotting a misidentified bird species in the March-April edition of Minnesota Conservation Volunteer Magazine. He was able to correctly identify the bird as a Dickcissel, which up until yesterday was a word I had never heard before.

I admire this, because this sort of nature knowledge is completely foreign to me.

Despite my admiration, the bylaws of our friendship require me to make at least one wisecrack about any achievement in a subject in which we do not share knowledge.

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I was working on getting an old project updated, and I stumbled upon this beautiful artifact. #TTYB, or expanded: “Take that, you bitch!”

Why didn’t I work harder to remember this? Why isn’t #ttyb already in the common lexicon?

In this new age of hashtags, I encourage you to use this gem. And don’t limit yourself to apps/sites that recognize hashtags. I find hashtags are used best in mediums where they serve no special purpose, like email, text messages, and hand-written notes.

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