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It's Blue Monday, so everybody bugger off!

My friend Will Chabun pointed out this story from the Daily Mail.
Today is Blue Monday, the most depressing day of the year.

Blue Monday was originally identified in 2005 by academic Cliff Arnall, who thought it fell on the last full week of January.
He calculated the date using a variety of factors including weather conditions, debt levels, failed New Year’s resolutions and the number of days that had elapsed since the end of the Christmas holidays.
But over the past three years, researchers analysed more than 2 million tweets posted by Britons in January looking for negative language and phrases indicating a drop in mood.
They found that today, there will be nearly five times the average number of tweets relating to guilt, as people abandon their promises to pursue a healthier lifestyle.
The analysis, by drinks company Upbeat, also found complaints about the weather will be six times higher than usual – and men will feel more miserable than women.
Today has also been dubbed Divorce Monday by legal experts. It is the most popular day of the year for starting divorce proceedings. And January is the busiest divorce month, with twice as many divorces being filed as the second most popular month September.

Today, it is freezing rain all over the damned city.
People in Newfoundland are freezing in the dark.
I just got my Ottawa Hydro Bill and I'm having to make a payment arrangement because it's so damned high.
In the early morning hours, two dogs wanted to go out, but the freezing rain was too intimidating for  Finngian who pooped in the bathroom. Gordie, the invalid pug, pooped in the bed.
I'm cranky and in severe need of caffeine and there's none in the house.
Happy Blue Monday.
Everybody, just bugger off!


 

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