Creative title, no?
Mondays suck worse when you had a whole lot of broccoli on Sunday, for dinner.
Mondays really, really suck when you realize that broccoli seems to have certain qualities about it, and the fact that you ate so much may just be hazardous to something.
Mondays really, really, really suck when you have read several chapters in your book, which you only read in one room.
A small room, with two closets and poor lighting at that.
Shall I go on?
Now back your lunch.