Sunday nights are always hard. Even when you love your job it's hard to say goodbye to the weekend and actually admit you are going to wake up at 5:30 the next morning. So, since I was 15, when one of those really tough Sunday nights comes my way, I watch parts of the five hour version of Pride and Prejudice. There he is... Mr. Darcy. Somehow he and other "Austen men" seem to make things better. Don't worry folks, I'll be snapped back into reality tomorrow morning!
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