It's Monday, but you're at home, so who's kidding who? The weekend was nice, wasn't it? A fleeting illusion of freedom before the crushing weight of the workweek descends upon you.
When the world outside is screaming at you to "get a life," and your bed's siren call is growing louder, here are the answers to your burning questions:
Don't worry, we won't judge you for your questionable life choices. We'll just serve up more Monday morning existential dread, because that's what we do.
Or, you know, you could just go back to bed.
Where Is the Coffee?