Epic Mood-Ruining Rant Part IV

Friday isn't anything special either. Friday is like a weekend placebo. People try to convince eachother that it's great, but for what? You still work on it. You still go to school. You still have to wear pants. Speaking of which, I don't care for "casual Friday" at all. It's a sham. It's a cheap facade. A plot, whose main device is to trick you into thinking you can be happy just because you get to wear a different color shirt, or jeans instead of dress pants. I think dress pants are more comfortable anyways; jeans are rough, but dress pants are like having your legs dipped into a giant vat of sleeping kittens. Breakfast is another trick. Its main purpose is to make you think there's a good reason for getting out of bed anytime before 10 AM. There isn't. Eggs aren't even that great, and toast is like some odd competition to cook bread a second time and try to get it slightly burnt, but not burnt enough that it tastes burnt. It's just like food; what's up with that?