Every week, I write a list. Definitely not a to-do list (because it’s not satisfying checking “browse J.Crew’s website” and “Re-watch every episode of Rachel Zoe” off a list) and not “that list” (because I haven’t added to that list… in forever). No, my lists are more about whatever is relevant and weighing heavy on the CollegeCandy readers’ minds (or just mine) right now. And right now the only thing on my mind is M-M-M-Monday. Shoot me.

It’s Monday. It’s 9 AM. I really, really hate my life right now. The week ahead of me has nothing but schoolwork, actual work, an overwhelming TV schedule, events and encroaching cold, rainy weather. I wake up late on Mondays (okay, almost every day). My shirt might be on inside out, but who knows – my eyes are too bleary to look in a mirror. My Sunday was spent shopping and gallivanting instead of cleaning and preparing myself mentally for the upcoming hell week.

Seriously, and if you even quote Office Space “Case of the Mondays” at me, I will smack you.

I hate Mondays and you know what, Garfield? You’re not the only one allowed to hate Mondays. All you do is clog up my newspaper, eat lasagna and rag on poor Jon all day long. Tough life.

Here are the top ten ways to pick up your Monday (aside from picking up the funnies page, clearly). Read More »

So I can already tell today is not gonna be my day. I woke up about 7 times last night, effed up my birth control pills last week so badly that I almost burst into tears while reading an article in the New Yorker on the bus this morning, it’s Monday, and I have no future plans and I’m afraid I’ll die alone with a dirty house full of cats.

Yup. That’s my outlook. Glass half empty because I cracked it while smashing it against my head.

There is one thing, however, that can lift me out of this funk. Babies. Laughing. Lots of babies laughing.

Who knows why this prescription works. Let’s not ask questions. Let’s just bask in the glow of The Best Collection of Laughing Babies On The Web.

Scrunchie In The Face

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Wow, so how about Medium last Monday night, huh?

The premiere episode was just OK, but with this one I could tell that Glenn Gordon Caron and the writers have really shot straight back up to the level of tension, mystery, and all-around awesomeness they had reached at the peak of last season.

I loved seeing more about Ariel, especially now that she’s blossoming into the snide teenager that everyone hates. After that episode, I’m beginning to think she should have been born in the ’70s, because the huge hair and earrings the size of small yachts really suited her.

I’m still not sure about Ameritips Woman, though (what the hell is her name, anyway? Cynthia or something old-ladyish like that?). Anjelica Huston is a great actress, no doubt, but whenever I look at her, all I can think about is how strongly she resembles a horse. Read More »