Weekend Paradox

On Sunday morning I came home and realized that I had only just said goodbye to my dear old med-school friend the day before.  But it seemed like it had been a few days ago.  However, now it is already Monday and I'm trying to find the perfect poop time at work. 

How does the weekend always do that?  Seem so long, but yet so short?

I mean, come on.  Friday was great and then it was Saturday.  My mind got that one day transition.  Then on Sunday, I ended up ruminating how it was just yesterday that I said goodbye to my dear old friend AND took boxing lessons.  But it seems like eons ago.  At least a few days went by in-between Saturday and Sunday, right?!

But it is already Monday; and what a Monday indeed.  I came in early to proctor an exam.  Apparently these students, who all must have a bachelor’s degree before coming into this program, have “never taken a test that isn’t multiple choice”.  Excuse me.  No, I am not joking that this is a short answer exam.  No, I have no idea how long each answer should be because I have no idea what you are studying.  And no, I don’t think she’ll mind if you draw charts to help solidify your answers.  Yes, if the professor can’t read it, it will be wrong.  Now, my question to you, “what the hell is wrong with you people?”  I would have failed them all immediately for not being able to take a short answer test.

Alas, their grade is not up to me (probably good for them considering they were the reason I was awake before 7 am).  So Monday continues and hopefully this week will be full of good things.  I think it will be.  If my awesome poop timing is any indicator!

[Come on, EVERYONE who has worked knows, you should poop at work because you get paid for it.  And, finding the perfect timing when no one is in the bathroom/sees you when you leave a stinky stall is the best.]

Anyone doing anything fun this week? Got any good links to waste my time?!