Monday Morning Commute: The Next Four To Eight

I’m fucking tired, man. Like — way tired. Like — eyelids half closed. But here I am! But here we are. This is Monday Morning Commute. The column where I share with you fellow rotting meat-sacks what I’m looking forward to each week. Furthermore, additionally, I then, with all my audacity, ask you to share what *you* anticipating across the next seven.

So! Without further ado, without further verbosity, without further self-indulgent blathering, let’s do this!

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Lamenting:

My wife is away.

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Unexpectedly Buying:

Resident Evil 7

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Not Finishing:

Rick and Morty. I don’t want to be out of episodes! Only have one left.

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Reading:

The Foundation. Asimov was right.

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Anticipating:

New podcast, “The Intercepted.” Couple of heroes, Greenwald and Scahill are behind it.

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Listening:

Migos – T-Shirt

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Starting:

Teaching my Spring semester, tomorrow.

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Missing:

Football. Only one game of the entire season left.

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Officially Losing:

All of my fantasy football leagues. The regular league. The playoff bracket. The reverse pick’em. Eh, fuck it.

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Sweating:

John Wick: Chapter 2. So goddamn close.

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Feeling:

Tired

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Eating:

Pizza. Four days straight. With the wife away, the malaise thick, the lack of mutual accountability present, I’m being fat.

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Attending:

Beyond Wrestling on Saturday. Indie wrestling! Right in my backyard! Well, not literal backyard.

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That’s it for me, omega-comrades. What are you up to this week?