There's just something about being at home on a Monday that automatically makes Tuesday its twin. How does this even happen? For instance: I got to work and found out it will now cost me $8 instead of $6 to park every day. L A M E.
Basically, the only thing I can do to combat this day is to look at this picture over and over again until I pee myself from laughing:
My puphew is better than your puphew.