Sunday Night Sad

life passes one by, innit

all the time when i was a kid.

still do sometimes.

weekend over = homework due monday morning.

Sunday night grumpy given work and all, but not sad. (Certainly not right now, I had a great dinner!)

thing is, i had a pretty interesting weekend. it's funny how this still happens, yeah

dinner! maybe it's my blood sugar

I get this all the time and have since I was little. It's not even Sunday night sad for me it's Sunday sad. I've never much liked Sundays at all.

A Morrissey song comes to mind.

I usually just get the monday through thursday night sad.

i used to get it so bad when i was in primary and high school (we called it "sunday depression"). you just need to quit dreading monday. (obv)

When not at the office on deadline for a story that's running late...

I watch 60 Minutes and the Simpsons, call the various parents, do some bills, go for a walk with the girlfriend, pop in a video, stay awake while she falls asleep, take advantage of the extra sleep from that morning to stay up too late, then get up for a job that I don't dread. Tonight's another story, obviously...

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I've moved from Sunday night grumpy to Sunday night sleepless. Too many thoughts in my head about things to write combined with coffee, I think.

Yep, I get this and Sgs gets this, which makes Sunday night's often less fun than they might be. It can be delayed by The West Wing at 8 o'clock, and for me at least Match of the Day 2 provides a small respite, but if we're in bad moods anyway it's pretty horrible.

So much of life's joy is in the anticipation.

I get this, almost every Sunday. It's mostly because the weekend is over and a new week of work school and work begins, the effect of which is enhanced by being hungover almost every Sunday. Thankfully this friend of mine feels the same and lives nearby, so for the most of this year me and often some other friends too who suffer from Sunday melancholy have gathered at her placer to watch the telly and eat something unhealthy. And if you're seeing someone that obviously makes it easier too, because Sunday is the official Doing Stuff With Your SO Day, isn't it?

I have long had a problem with this.

Not a solution for everyone, but for me at the moment it's suiting me so well that I'm working on Sundays and have Friday/Sat as my weekend.

I mostly (not 100%) avoid the Sunday drag - it doesn't simply transfer back to the Saturday, because there is more going on on Saturdays (even if I just want to laze, it seems to help that there is a more general up vibe about) and having Sun as the first work day I can still retain some of my sleepiness, as it's so much quieter heading to and from work and quieter at work.

i used to get this something chronic -- never had a job i enjoyed but i was eventually able to overcome it by being less worried about losing my job, which i think underpinned the nagging sense of dread. i did this by using my skills as a leader of men to passive-aggressively "organize" a mutiny that got our evil boss given the old heave-ho.

my solution to this problem was to cut down on drinking on Saturdays, and it worked perfectly.

course, now i have zero social life

Dueds Sunday afternoon is the WORST for me. As a kid we all "kept the Sabbath day holy" by sitting around watching PBS for seven hours until dinner. Couldn't talk on phone to friends, hang out, leave the house, play video games (arbitrary boundaries for real). So that feeling dwindles even to this day, a slow crushing boredom.

I start to feel the doom that the weekend is nearly over around 4pm on Saturday.

man i got a bad case of this yesterday, and it hasnt quit yet. WTF?

Yeah, dude. Sunday dread. NEVER a cool thing - it was especially bad when I was in college, visiting my long-distance gf. That blew.

Nowadays, I usually take out my work and figure out EXACTLY what I'll be doing first thing on Monday morning and then start that. I usually end up working about an hour or two on Sundays in order to overcome this feeling, and, if not EXCEEDINGLY hungover, I will typically be free of the dread by noon on Sunday, and have a very clear idea of what I will be doing first thing on Monday.

This is also aided by the fact that I voluntarily get to work by 6:30 every morning so that I have 2 + hours before anyone else even sets foot in the place, so I can usually knock out the first task or two and be running at full speed by the time others make their way out of traffic.

My wife thinks me insane for my morning proclivity, but she doesn't complain when I walk the dog EVERY morning.

oh yes. chronic since childhood. starting late afternoon usually. "sunday feelings" we call them.

Debilitating. Cups of tea. Yawning. Leftovers. Hungover. Bad TV. Overcast. Laundry. Broke. Everything But the Girl on the radio.

I didn't have this in college, Sundays were really busy with homework to catch up on and meetings, and I looked forward to church and brunch in the morning. Hungover Sundays involved guilt for sleeping through church and frustration with having too much homework to sleep more, but no sadness, either.

But now I have graduated, don't know anyone, and spend my weekends alone. By Sunday afternoon I'm glum and feeling like my life is pointless because I've just spent 2 days lying around with a novel, I'm looking forward to work for human interaction and a sense of purpose, and that's just pathetic, there has to be more to life than that!

When I lived in Chicago, my, umm, dudes and I had a regular Sunday-night guyish chill-out thing that mostly involved watching HBO series and eating subs between multiplayer Halo games and whatnot -- pretty much the most base lazy-dude weekend-ending imaginable, but man was it healthy and reassuring to sit around doing nothing in good company for a couple hours before diving back into the work-week.

I was surprised by this thread, because I was having this REALLY bad last night, and for no good reason -- I think I may have watched one too many episodes of a Law & Order marathon during the afternoon and sent myself into a listless funk. Alternate explanation that has been offered: FULL MOON

Change in weather / getting dark early doesn't help. Kills any idea of, I dunno, sitting outside with a glass of wine reading.

i get it worse in the fall than any other time. had it real bad last night, so bad that i pretty much had a tiny temper tantrum.

and its much, much worse when i've had a fun weekend. kind of like the major crankiness i'd get as a kid after staying up all night at a sleepover and the boring shitty sunday the next day of doing homework and eating pot roast and the gross ticking of the opening scene of 60 minutes.

I tend to get more melancholy in the fall for a week or two than get the Sunday blues, but it happens sometimes. Sunday night is very often stay at home, cook and watch TV night and these days there's often a fire in the fireplace.

and the gross ticking of the opening scene of 60 minutes

this was my sunday dep soundtrack too.

ts: Sunday evening sad vs Sunday evening drunkening

The former is hard to get through but ends in a good night's sleep, the latter involves a lot more smiling and laughter but also a Monday morning hangover/around.

I get the Sunday evening sad hardest when I'm driving home on the lonesome highway after dropping of my son at his mom's.

Can I start another thread about Monday mornings?

As long as it has Garfield!

oh shiiiit

ok what you need to do is make sure you always have something semi-stressful to do on monday morning, meaning you really won't have much time for sunday night sad, only sunday night post-dinner here-we-go stress rush
but really i don't think this feeling ever goes away
even my most pleasant, beautiful amazing sundays are partly that amazing b/c they happen on the edge of this sadness

yes i have every night post-dinner post-class stress rush which means i go to bed and can't fall asleep because i'm all busy and mind is thinking about 230948 things so it catches up when i'm walking down the street and i get walking down the street sad. sort of like what ned said up there. and then it returns on sundays cause i know it's all going to start again tomorrow and mondays are my longsest days.

anyway. i'm going to take some benadryl and make myself go to bed now!

Getting some Monday work tasks done seems to be the only thing that wards it off, and then only partially. I can convince myself that I am 'ahead' in some way. But this week is the first week for about a year that I haven't felt totally overwhelmed by work regardless of all those little tactics.

I think I get Monday evening sad more than any other. It comes from childhood, and I can recreate it all too well with the help of the recent Laurie Johnston CD boxset, which has themes from This Is Your Life and World In Action on it (albeit not the "prog" World In Action theme that would probably tip me over the edge).

On Sunday evenings I see the whole week stretching before me and wonder what I am going to do to fill it in my role as full-time dad.

oh my god i got it sooooo bad last night. its really worse for me in the fall/winter and kind of comes to a head around the holidays. i usually feel completely relieved once january rolls around. anyway i felt completely drained yesterday and dreading life and all the bullshit thats going on at work so much that all i could do was lay in bed and stare at the ceiling. I AM PATHETIC.

not so much sadness as just frustration - wanting the weekend to not end. mondays not even that bad tho, 'another fresh start/today i will achieve and conquer' thing.

that's a good way of looking at it :-)

'another fresh start/today i will achieve and conquer' thing.

^this never works for me bcuz i know i won't conquer anything

i'll just come home and nap

my sister had what i thought was a sort of elegant way of dealing with this in high school. she always said sunday nights depressed her, so she developed a routine of making a box of kraft macaroni & cheese, and then eating the whole thing while watching melodramatic made-for-tv movies on a small black and white tv in her bedroom. there were always made-for-tv movies about disease or divorce or whatever on sunday nights.

so there you go: melodrama + macaroni

so rowdy tonight

for some reason
wkend is reversed and upside down

going to a 'reading' - shld prob be in nyc at boredoms but :/
back to this weird rowdy sunday only v v slightly sad feeling

i'm totally sundayed out. making a pizza now.

i read a little bit and made a good burger. what else is there to do on sundays?

mehhhh

I had a craving for home fries, so that was dinner. Bought some herbs for the garden, watched Decasia, have the beisbol on in the background, thinking about playing some more poker.

just home fries?

i'm not sad tonight, just... what's a synonym for "overwhelmed" that doesn't sound so melodramatic? doing the best i can at keeping my head on straight, but it could still be on straighter.

I'm both sad and overwhelmed. But I think I just need a nap and about 6 hours more in every day.

tyred

just home fries?

Yeah, it's a craving I get once a year or so. I browned a little sausage for the fat and added it back at the end, so they were a little more entree-ish.

guys it's just sunday night you big buncha emos

WAY TO SHUT EVERYONE UP MAN, YOU SHOULD BE IN POLITICS

my dad beat me in scrabble :(

school damage.

watching a Suicide G1rls movie on Showtime :/

lol poetry
i heckled a bit. but it was necessary.
sometimes when i think of sunday all i can hear is the monster-truck announcer voice saying: sunday sunday sundaaaay!

lol i always imagine him saying "saturday saturdaaaaay"!!!

maybe we grew up one day's travel time apart

I'm not sad, I don't think, but damned if I can nail down a mood, because I slept for 18 straight hours Saturday afternoon to this morning, and then there was a nap as well, not because I needed any more sleep but just because I don't always travel between worlds well, and so opted to just hang out in that other one for a while longer. But restful as this all was, it's also pretty disorienting and damned weird. I feel... off.

hahaha saturday??
we grew up like 3 hrs time zone difference apart! which is far, that's true. and also sunday is sacred truckin' day in british columbia and pacific northwest
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I'm both sad and overwhelmed. But I think I just need a nap and about 6 hours more in every day.

-- Sara R-C, Sunday, March 30, 2008 9:44 PM (Sunday, March 30, 2008 9:44 PM) Bookmark Link

^^^this

I am Sunday Night Sick. I see 11 or so episodes of Arrested Development in my immediate future.

playing Sunday night shows sux. It's 1:40, I just got home 20 minutes ago, and I'm both tired and wide awake.

i am trying to make myself fall asleep with bacon and peanut butter sandwiches.

just drank a warm glass of milk

you should eat turkey sandwiches instead if you have some

hay hurting is your band's name b3gushk1n?

i was at a show last night and saw a poster for them and thought it might be name of your band but was not sure.

yeah, that's us

were you at glasslands?

blah

test 2morrow

watchin kate bush vids on youtube

watching the end of the 2nd Lost season, figuring out what to do for dinner.
my roomies are still out, so it's kinda lonely and quiet around here.

i am so sick of school

174 days until I'm done with grad school

being sick of school is soooo 2005 you guys. you should have dropped out while it was still cool.

173 days until i'm done with law school. so far away :(((((

u rite, ian. i should have :(

some of us are sick of school AND sick

life is tough all over

hate my job

hate your job too

all school all the time until 2012

4 weeks left this semester, then 1 semester of 1 class + thesis. i can do this!!!! right???? ughhhhh.

You WILL do it!

Jobs are made for hating.

still alive

i should go watch some kate bush videos

yeah this is always way worse after a good weekend than a bad one

4 weeks left this semester, then 1 semester of 1 class + thesis.

Despite my best intentions, somehow I have 4 classes + thesis during my last semester. *scream of anguish*

I've got this right now even though I had a great day and don't have to work tomorrow. wtf. Maybe it's just boredom.

Pretty much every Sunday night for the past 46 years.

sunday night drunk is a better state

I have no drinks! :-(

i am drinking tea. you should try it. maybe it will help.

drinking water and eating a banana, contemplating vanilla earl grey as a possibility.

wasted the whole day and i had a lot to do

two of my best buds broke up and it sounds like one of them is having a breakdown, in turkmenistan

gonna get like 5 hrs of sleep

sunday night sad

it will be okay max

http://www.thetailsection.com/uploaded_images/LOST-s02e09-mr.ed-750252.jpg

Thinking I'll work all Sunday to alleviate next week's stress, not doing it and spending the whole day feeling guilty = repeatedly dud for the last three years. Worst in a long time today.

everyone's gone to bed.
is it wrong to finish my roommate's pint?
i am listening to 'market square' and feeling sorry for myself, for no good reason.

Finishing the pint will heighten the sad, I predict.

that is a-ok by me. it's a productive, introspective kind of sad.

I'm sad that I put beer in the fridge this morning and forgot about it until now.

drank early today, took a late nap, now sunday night hungover

I was sad earlier because I napped too much today and ate too much sugar. Napping until it's nearly dark can make you feel all weird, and sugar just fucks with me anyhow, and the combo was a super bummer. But then I started working on work things, and by 11-ish I was perked right up. Now it's 4 in the morning and I can't sleep. But at least I'm not bummed about that.

bluergh...

rain just started.
weed's all gone.
no one is home (actually a great thing)

trying to avoid this but a touch of it right now.

Job Centre appointment tomorrow which will be either a 5 second "haveyoudoneanyworkpaidorunpaidinthelasttwoweeksOKsignherethxbye" OR the hand of doom descending to condemn me to another three day training course where the last time one of the instructors made it clear in no uncertain terms that he didn't want to see me back again.

Hannah half woke up from a nightmare crying and she was so vulnerable-looking and lost in her sadness it kicked right into me.

I am Sunday sad but it's not night yet hmmm.

First time I've really felt like this since I started my current job a little over a year ago. Just fuggin miserable atm.

Sunday night sad even though it's Labor Day here. Still have to work tomorrow. Having a panic.

Today I began rolling the ball in preparation for leaving this job starting with a CV update.

The thing is I really don't want to leave - I get on really well with almost everyone I work with but realistically once I'm gone, that's it - but I need the company to give me a damn reason to stay. Despite receiving the highly supportive testimonials and urgings of various colleagues with whom I work most closely, I don't thing the remotely-based bosses are willing or able to provide that.

Fuck it, just a job after all.

Football was disappointing and now it's Sunday night and I've got the sads. I got my haircut earlier and I love it but that's not enough to banish the crappy Sunday night feeling. Blah.

i feel ya, sunday night will never not be tough.

CAD it is not looking for for the Pats, huh? THAT DOES NOT HELP. Booooo. I shouldn't complain I mean I'm glad to have a job to go to at this point but I've just always hated Sunday nights.

worked my ass off all day, so why don't i feel more accomplished? u_u

yeah pats game was a total downer but on the plus side looks like a warm and decently sunny week comin up

x-post :-( that is sad!

Yeah, that's something at least. Hey - you didn't end up deciding to go to the YYYs show next week, did you?

unfortunately no--new iphone + pavement tix murdered my discretionary spend for the month :(

pls tell me how it is though!!

Will do. :D

horrible dose of this today...no idea why. i just got a great new job, but it's made me think about how boring my social life had become while i was doing an easy job and just drinking a lot etc. i guess that's the way these things work...

I've been off sick most of the last 2 weeks. Really not looking forward to going back tomorrow.

weekend over = homework due monday morning.

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asking professor for an extension on senior project tues. (aka what the fuck am I doing here)

I gotta say that my Sunday Night Sads have all but vanished now that I don't start work until 1:00 pm on Mondays.

Sunday night in the midst of a six day stretch at work makes for big sad. Roll on Thursday.

i'm more sunday night bored, tbh (which is a kind of sad)

all my ppl have been out of town this weekend, so it's just been one big long boring since thxgiving

tonight would actually be the best night to hang out, but school 2morrow

i've got this really bad tonight. I work six days on, 4 days off and the four days have ran thursday-sunday this week. Had a really nice weekend spending time with friends, family and my girl and now i need to get up tomorrow at 5.45am and probably not going to see any of the aforementioned loved ones 'til next Saturday :'-(

yeah, when I was on the 3:30 to midnight shift sundays were pretty cool. Fridays, not so much.

my job is exciting now but i guess it being so new i am still a bit worried about the quality of my work. i know i can do it but it's a learning stage again...possible source of sunday sad, i love the office and have good pals there so shouldn't really feel this.

i have this bad tonight. just feel so deflated. tired myself out thinking about things this weekend. anyone else?

I'm Sunday Night Foreboding rather than sad. Tbh it's better than the sad, though I might regret saying that later in the week.

that was last night - right now it's monday morning panic, wondering if I'm going to be recovered enough from the stomach flu to start work tomorrow/furiously lesson planning (thank god I scheduled my mondays to be free)

whoa was just abt to search for this
because, yeah.

yep

Yes. Sort of a boredom mixed with apprehension and gloominess.

hi dere.

thanks guys. and welcome to monday.

I had a rotten case of this last night. Hope all of you guys are feeling better.

Foreboding only slightly justified so far.

Not only is it Sunday, but it's the last day of my week-long holiday too. Sunday Night Sad hit me at about 11am. :-(

I am having Sunday Morning Organised in the hope that a sense of achievement at the end of the day will stave off Sunday Night Sad.

Always works for me, l! Except once the house is sparkling/reorganized/nice to be in, it seems like a total shame to leave it on Monday morning. Still, way of the world.

august's entire undercurrent is sunday night sad
but it is still summer :)

Very OTM. I have a terrible You Will Regret Slowing Down On Work in August feeling, but just can't stop myself.

And here we are.

:-(

hate it hate it hate it hate it hate it.

this weekend, it started on Saturday.

Had such a great weekend that this was delayed until 7:00 pm, but it is now here.

Sunday Night Resentful: planned to get some work in today, didn't want to, did some of it but not enough, looking forward to day of panic tomorrow for big presentation on Tuesday

Yeah, I'm glum atm. I won't even be that busy at work tomorrow. I should be content. I think it's the crappy Oregon weather that's starting to settle in. Thinking that it may be 6 months straight of overcast/rainy days is depressing.

jameson and xanax. just call me paddy fitzbenzo.

More Sunday Night Angry than Sunday Night Sad, but....I think a big part of it is not being able to resolve what's worrying me (e.g., I need to call an office that is closed right now).

I had a bad attack of this that just seemed to come out of nowhere. Real "fuck what's the use in doing anything?" for a couple of hours. Probably caused by too much rich food and not enough fibre.

...in my case, I mean.

ughhhhh
don't wanna go back to work after 10 days away.

xmas hols sad

Yet another "Oh, God, I have one more 11-hour day to go and then I have only mornings off until Thursday" sad.

xxp here it's more like cabin fever, as I don't have anywhere that I need to be until Wednesday afternoon (lol unemployment)

Going back to work tomorrow for the first time since Dec. 23. I've come to the conclusion that if I ever won the lottery, I wouldn't be one of those "oh, I'll just keep working at my day job to stay busy" kind of people.

Also, at age 37, I still can't grow a beard.

xxp here it's more like cabin fever, as I don't have anywhere that I need to be until Wednesday afternoon (lol unemployment)

― Les centimètres énigmatiques (snoball), Sunday, 2 January 2011 22:46 (40 minutes ago) Bookmark

ha ha i was just thinking what i'm doing this week and realised i've nothing to do til 7 in the evening on wednesday.

twiddles thumbs etc...

Totally feels like Sunday today.

Sunday with a big overdraft at the Sunday account :(

sunday squared ffs.

I haven't walked any considerable distance since Dec 22, so I made myself go out today and get some exercise. Within 200m my ankle was hurting like a bastard. Unfit me.

Spouses should not be able to take time off when other spouse has to work. There should be some kind of rule >:(
Mr Veg is off all week.

I was jealous of my accountant friend for an instant this weekend. I went over to his house on Saturday and he was complaining about being bored, since he had't worked since December 19th. Of course, I won't be jealous in about three weeks when he is ramped up to 80 hour weeks for his "busy season". Still, I'm ready to reach that 6-month mark and get some vacation time, even just a day or two. But, I'm not complaining, considering where I was a year ago.

Also, at age 37, I still can't grow a beard.

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most depressing thing i've read today. i'm turning 25 in a month thinking "maybe this is the year..."

29 and no beard possible here either. sadface.

No beard for me either :D (sorry)

My dad used to look like Bruce Sutter, so it's frustrating.

Anyway. I'm back at work clean-shaven, with one brown and one black shoe on. The laziness is already catching up with me.

grew a beard in 2010 iirc

Oh I've come to terms w/ the fact that I will never be able to grow a beard, probably; it is very distressing.

was everyone really sad last night that they can't grow beards?

like, glass of wine in one hand, stroking a stubble-less chin with the other while staring in the mirror and sighing?

Being a man supposedly means you can change your entire look at a month's whim, a beard today, clean-shaven tomorrow, maybe grow a moustache with those biker handles.

But not me. I can grow a goatee, but that appears like you're not willing to go all out.

I never knew how pervasive beard-sadness was. Sad for u guys.

Well, that was Sunday night. I'm over it now.

:{)

...and we women get sad when we get beards. I think the beard fairy got drunk one night and mistook me for a man. :-( I mean, shaving is all right, but the words "face" "every day" and "Christine" should not be associated with it.

Beard fairy only half visited me, by way of nose hair. I inherited my Dad's nose with all of its gross hair sticking out of it and it makes me sad I don't have one of those girl noses where you would never know that there's even any hair inside.

I hate my job
because we have too many major projects on at once and there is just not time to do everything at once
and I don't even know where to start with the newest project but people keep asking me where I'm up to
and I limped through last week weakly deflecting their questions and promising myself I'd spend this weekend working
and I didn't, because fuck that noise
and now, it is Sunday evening
and I am thinking of how much I'd rather tear my own limbs off than go into work, ever again
just one of the repeating patterns of my life

sorry if you read this
it wasn't worth it

My Sunday Night Sad has morphed into Sunday Night Angry at this point, Sundays are so awful that I end up mad at the world by night.

i drown mine in sunday night overeat

( i start a diet tomorrow)

blergh

:(

I got a cold so I'm sick and sad...

there there

Fuck Sundays. Worthless day.

I can usually get something productive done in the morning, but after lunch it's just bleurgh no chance.

i love drinking on a sunday. not doing it today tho. p bored.

I feel really good and I got some stuff done, but the sun is low in the sky and melancholy seems imminent.

Wrecked myself on Saturday night, spent all sunday hung over in oppressive heat, got a migraine and slept like shit last night, and now I have the monday morning furiously angry fed up with trying and failing at everything sads.

I did that yesterday... I think I've bumped my calendar up a day somehow.

feel incompetent at job, compounded by seeing my nemesis (someone who did nothing worse to me than being mildly dismissive and good enough at our job to leave it for a better-paid one, and whom I should really not still regard as a nemesis a year later)

argued protractedly w/boyfriend over I don't even know what mildly un-reciprocal relationship expectation, confirmed things I knew but would rather not be sure of, couldn't sleep for hours then dreamt of imaginary bad work situations last night

(office space voice) someone's got a case of the sundays!

blah.

your enemy probably isn't doing that well, you just aren't there to supervise their misery

I like your thinking - was just a bit annoyed that they were out with coworkers from the better-paid job I thought they wouldn't last a month at if they cut the same corners nobody else noticed them cutting at my job, but oh well

also, hi DG

hi dere

co-workers are probably corner-cutting assholes too

*shudder*

I have found that the solution to having sunday night sad is to not have a job to go to on monday (or tuesday, etc.). However this turns not to be a good solution for earning any money.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GETMvF2WS00

i haven't been in work for 5 or 6 weeks and i went to speak with my line manager on Thursday and told her i thought it was best if i resigned, because i couldn't promise my head would ever be in a place to consistently turn up and do what was needed of me, and i was ashamed at jerking everybody around. i've broken a bunch of conditions of my effective employment because in the weird semi-holiday of the summer i didn't contact anybody to tell them i was ill and i haven't been to see a doctor in months - it seemed pretty pointless, i've had all the ineffective "help" i'm gonna get, i don't even want to identify as ill any more.

but i said i'd go in and work until we'd talked things thru with Personnel because there's all sorts of financial implications depending how i go and secretly i hoped they might find me something i cd do that i cd cope with - tho i think what i can't cope with right now is offices and their horrible vibe of rectitude and gossip

so i don't even really know what the fuck i'm gonna do tomorrow and the dread is pretty massive especially multiplied out thru sunday night alone - weird how much twilight and isolation can creep inside you like something very primal, pre civilization, cast out from the camp fire

it isn't work it's the people who organize work and tomorrow the sun'll come back and it'll be ok, kind of, for a bit

dammit Analord is perfect sound for Sunday evening but otoh Tinker Tailor's on in an hour

Good luck, NV. You might have mentioned this elsewhere and I missed it, but are there any working from home possibilities?

Also, you've reminded me to watch Tinker Tailor.

i doubt it

film was good tho

also fuuuuuuuuuck everyboooooody who doesn't get me

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IMPMiLddsuE

good luck tomorrow NV <3

yes, good luck <3

was Sunday-night-sad earlier, now I am just staying up past my bedtime pretending it can be Sunday forever and never turn into Monday

best of luck NV. if it helps, all of the worrying and speculating about what might happen tomorrow is likely to get you more worked up than the actual event will. Hoping things turn out well for you.

I ought to be grateful that I've got a job to go to tomorrow. And that I just had a great vacation at the beach. But....

I get this a lot and sometimes even worse on Saturdays, although this weekend has been decent. In addition to the impending dread of going back to work, I often get very negative if I feel like I'm letting my little slice of free time slip through my fingers, so keeping myself occupied one way or another is key.

Fuck me I've been working (from home) all weekend and I forgot until just now that it's Sunday night and that I did absolutely nothing to enjoy this weekend.

Bleurgh...
A week into this temp IT support gig and I'm already counting the days until it's over.

A week and a bit of this shite to go, and then I'm freeeeeeeeee again. I mean, unemployed again.

sunday night anxious

actually got tomorrow off to do something i've been looking forward to, but i meant to spend all weekend working to make up for my day off since i have a horrible deadline looming for something i've realised too late that i'm totally out of my depth with. of course, i didn't, although i forgot to relax instead, i just spent all day alt-tabbing unengagedly between work-related pages and guilty peeks at ilx. hope i can manage to spend my day out tomorrow in the moment and not thinking about work.

good luck snoball, although i don't know if i'm wishing you luck with the job or the hunt for the next one (shh... freedom, yes)

Saturday night sad lately. Everyone's going out, spending moneys. Being happy and shit

This is p much every night when you're unemployed. :-/

The weekend was beautiful. Then I thought about work on Monday, and my mood plummeted to somewhere around the center of the earth.

branwell otm, the coalescion of this feeling in the employed around dread-of-monday disguises its fundamental nature imo; unemployment gives yr entire life the sunday-night quality of leisure that cannot be enjoyed, leisure you arw spending wrong

whole thread otm tho

For some reason I get this worse during the summer. If I'm not going out anywhere it's "oh where's all the fun and good times?". If I am out somewhere, there's that nagging feeling that I should be doing something productive. But then if I am at home, and it's too hot to work on personal projects, I feel totally apathetic.

A precursor for SNS is waking up with a start on Sunday morning and thinking 'oh shit I'm late for work' before realising that it's Sunday. It's happened to me two weeks in a row now.

I seem to have this worse when the weather is nice.

Like right now.

Damn you, Sunday Sads.

Sunday night sunsets are awful, so depressing

WHO ELSE DOESN’T FEEL GREAT

I started drinking too early today,and then I drank too much and still don't feel like I will sleep tonight, when I break the "not before 6" rule my functional alco routine completely falls to pieces!

i don't feel great

good vibes homies

yesterday i read over two-hundred pages, and today was just weird

i have been bummed

i also went into the forest

i should have read two hundred pages

it's not hard to do when you're reading knausgaard. my struggle is easy as shit to read

yeah probably easier reading than political sociology of ussr but 200 pages is better than 0 by any measure

heh

Sad tonight cos my favorite radio show is having it's last show ever.

if that is in reference to trís' college radio show then i quite agree

vraiment un jour tríste

No, it's the final show of Jet Lag on WRAS 88.5 FM, but will pour one out for all radio shows ending tonight.

I'm havin the blues tonight tho often that's related to having to go back to work tomorrow (which I don't hate at all, but who wouldn't 'never work' if they could?).

fighting the urge to go out and hang with people versus just chillin' cos I have a whole week ahead of activities ahead

imho Sunday is the best day of the week to lock yourself in your room and do whatever it takes to distract yourself from thoughts of death and dread and personal failure (books/internet/food/sleep/music are all suitable activities) though you might find yourself running out of ideas around dinnertime, and you'll find that you've napped too much during the day to go to bed early in the evening, so you'll end up staying up until 2am and showing up for work half-asleep on Monday morning. that said, it's still one of the better days of the week.

:D

http://i.imgur.com/ObLAOd6.jpg?1

half considered a caracas.jpg thread the other week but the gis was (perhaps unsurprisingly) basic and lacking in poetic renderings of that city

do whatever it takes to distract yourself from thoughts of death and dread and personal failure (books/internet/food/sleep/music are all suitable activities)

resorting to ilx maracas tonight

not sure whether to post on dreaded birthday/ fear of regret/ i’m drunk threads

but it’s sunday night sad so

this whole weekend just brutal. maybe sparked by combo of recent bday (numbed through) & other recent discovery/ realization, anyway consumed with acute [litany of bad feelings]

physically nauseous

don’t want to discuss but maybe writing this down somewhere at least virtually to another will help me to get rid of this god-awful feeling

http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-afi1SrxPG4Q/URaVgGmAYzI/AAAAAAAAKI4/dlH5-25fsR4/s1600/MulhollandDriveDiner.png

aw, I hope you'll wake up feeling less awful tomorrow. in my experience the anticipation of a dreaded birthday is much more excruciating than the aftermath, but as I'm not even 30 yet, my reference points are necessarily limited. as for your other irl problems, idk. glutting oneself on bread and circuses (and ilx) probably isn't the most effective remedy in the long run, but I'll let you know if I ever come up with something better.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rmBOHEDr9w8

A good tip is to GET CREATIVE. Draw or record music or write. I've been listening to my favorite T. Rex LP and making art and it has been great. I am so in the zone my mind doesn't begin to drift towards melancholy.

glutting oneself on bread and circuses (and ilx) probably isn't the most effective remedy in the long run

all too true

but thx for maracas anyway :..)

http://www.grillwilson.com/site/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/GoTime1_0009.gif

It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night it is another thing.

A good tip is to GET CREATIVE.

absolutely agree, but sometimes suffocating self in the way

do feel less awful now though (ilx maracas, did some photo editing, der blaue engel on tv, & after days angst abates, at least temporarily)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Rfk4Kxk5SA

i had a question about what do you do to use the time satisfyingly rather than sit like a rabbit staring into the headlights of monday morning but i see people have thought about that just the other week

Mubi, YouTube, books, lrb, one's friends' amazing facebook photographs ime

too restless and fidgety to settle down to something i think

Sunday nights seem like Alice Munro nights.
But, they still make me wanna die. I think I'll hang with my mom.

Play agar.io

jesus

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This is the big one but

what a bloody waste of 16 days, eh

spent half of them sick just to spice it up

I realise I should be grateful to have had so many days off but yes, yes I am feeling this very much

I have some work I promised someone "by Christmas" and have spent the past 10 days going "well at least I could try to do it before the first Monday in Jan" and guess what I haven't done too

blah

PS I don't remember what that work was but I probably still haven't done it

The person who had been expecting the work probably hasn't remembered either. I've had that happen a few times - procrastinated on doing something, worried the whole time that the person who requested the work will ask at any minute when it's going to be completed, then completed it in a rush only to find that the other person has completely forgotten about it.

hugs

I need a new strategy for avoiding this.

Just come back from a really nice 4 hour walk, and the dread hits me as soon as I'm back home.

Walks, trips to places, watching TV, playing videogames, eating - all nice distractions but when they're done I go back to feeling the SNS again almost right away.

A week and a bit of this shite to go, and then I'm freeeeeeeeee again. I mean, unemployed again.

― an office job is as secure as a Weetabix padlock (snoball), Sunday, April 27, 2014 12:14 PM (two years ago)

^^^ this temp gig got extended, then eventually made permanent. I was thinking tonight about how many of my colleagues treated me like garbage when it seemed like I wouldn't be there for more than three months, only to two-facedly start acting nice when it became clear that I was going to be around permanently. Three years and I'm done with this place, particularly after this stupid-o Friday just past where the desks got replaced because the managers are trying to fit more people into the office. Got this feeling that they aren't telling us everything and that we're going to get screwed over. Need to get a new job but basically I'd be doing exactly the same thing somewhere else in more or less the same BS conditions.

Actually being unemployed again almost sounds appealing, apart from the lack of money and the increased time spent dealing with my relatives.

half term so no work tomorrow and the difference is palpable, tho i can still feel SNS on the fringes out there. i wish peace and freedom from this shit to all of you suffering - when the revolution comes every night will be Friday night

Going out for Indian food has become a standard prophylactic/treatment for SNS.

I have lost touch with SNS over the last few years, and almost miss it really. I have got some Sunday night anxiety right now though. A 2 month old Google Pixel's screen has already become completely unresponsive, causing much noise and consternation in the house. And then someone got murdered by a 19 yr old kid outside my local boozer on Friday night, an incident that has left me risk assessing whether going out after dark with the young 'un might not be a good idea anymore. But fuck it, you can't think like that. Was just gawping at the eerily quiet crime-scene earlier and thinking about how easy it is to end up out of this game and the hazards of "not taking any shit" off people.

I actually had a pretty good afternoon (brunch and a movie). Then on the bus coming home two guys nearly got into a fight. Then when I got off that bus to change to another bus, one of the guys also got off, and was apologizing to me and everyone else in the vicinity in the way that makes you think "Crazy? Stoned? Some combination?" Then while doing the dishes after dinner, my sink wouldn't drain (running the garbage disposal only kicked more grime into the standing water). I could, and probably ought to tear myself away from the computer and go to bed. But experience suggests that I will only lie there for what feels like hours, brooding on my issues and not going to sleep.

I have too much work to do before vacation.

aaaah

final day of holiday after extended not being in work sad

aaaaaaaghh

I'm

I'm actually looking fwd to work tomorrow

^ fp'd u for that

(mostly cause i'm already doing tomorrows work rn)

xp wha

but congrats?

(sorry Bateau, hope it's going OK)

With a young adult with autism in the house, christmas can present an absolute nightmare and has pretty much delivered this year and some. So I'm saying good riddance holiday season, and ya outdoor LED projectors from ASDA sucked shit! But I've been on the end of that trudging out of the house at 5am into a wall of freezing january rain - I can't go on like this anymore - type desolation enough times to know how much that also sucks as well.

xp it's ok, i've relatively little to complain. trying to somehow squirm out of the capitalist cage is by far my new years resolution though. feels like i have to fight hard for every non-working hour. it's probably mostly down to my own insane feelings of loyalty and responsibility, but it's there's no balance, it's off the scale.

xp but i'm moaning because people like calzino have a whole lot more on their plate, and quite frankly I don't know how you guys do it.

It gets a lot easier after you've lost your fucking mind and had your 3rd nervous breakdown and there isn't much ego or self esteem left to cause any problems at this point. Joking, of course!

it's true that I actually have a pretty cushy job (the main worries are that management will work that out and get rid of me, plus the embarrassment that everyone except mgmt surely already knows I don't do anything useful, but I'm not smart or dedicated enough to seek out actual useful tasks and do them - also it's boring and just being in the office with all the constant noise and politics does my head in, but that's p. much a given of the working universe today, at least for desk job drones like me with no physical strength or people skills), and I'm lucky to have had a good long xmas break at all

but hey

good vibes to calzino + family

Thanks aps, same to you xxx

Good vibes to both of you fine people

Monday can suck it. 👊

Easter Sunday Night Sad - possibly the saddest of Sunday Night Sads because there isn't even the distracting anxiety/boredom/irritation of having to go to work tomorrow.

Solved this problem by getting a job that's had me at work for the last 38 hours, in 30 minutes i'm gonna hit Sunday night euphoria.

I've had Easter weekends that have been so quiet that it's felt like 4 Sundays in a row.

Fortunately, this wasn't one of them. I've hardly been inside at all this weekend.

if I am at home, and it's too hot to work on personal projects, I feel totally apathetic.

Another totally unproductive late August Bank Holiday weekend coasts to a halt.

Wake up, stomach starts gnawing, this gloomy half-light will be the colour of the day, not even a day of freedom cos already i have to prepare towards work, do the chores to be ready for tomorrow and tomorrow, nowhere to go and noone to see, the day will rush by and throw me into the Baal-oven of another week, over and over, workhouse treadmill, only escape route is death maybe, completely pwned by the machine

yeah Sunday late afternoon always feels really empty

I felt exactly as you describe noodle vague, all day I even felt like my body had been preparing itself in sleep, so 'ready' was I when I woke up (lead in the guts, heart beating). Spent the day sort of avoiding time but the fucker passes anyway.

I wonder if this is something intensified in/by November? Something about the closing days, the absence of holiday - except for onrushing Christmas and all that entails.

Anyway, solidarity.

Wahhh

Feeling this

i gotta say Chinaski yeah the gloom and the early nights make it feel worse i think

"I wonder if this is something intensified in/by November?"

Also first time in two years with anything approaching normality.

I am on a nice block of reading which has helped battle through the early darkness. Kept turning pages for most of the month so far. Got a pot of green tea ready and won't be going to bed until near midnight, till a few more chapters are done but that's not for everyone.

November is hard. I remember it being so last year too. I guess I thought it would be easier with being able to do more things.

I think climate change is making it worse, at least here - we've got less of our usual misty rain, more horrible windy downpours that you can't go out in.

Choose your adventure

this completely dominates my being, even on Friday nights. there’s this annoying MIT professor with a ponytail who said the definition of depression is the inability to appreciate a sunset and I think he might have something there

https://i.imgur.com/DVFYkQE.png

Nothing I love more than waking up on a Sunday morning and instantly feeling sick with anxiety at the prospect of returning to work

I think retirement is the cure for this

A cold blue unrest squeezes at my heart

I feel it, too. Will get through it though, sail I must

Bemused that I don't seem to have posted on this thread before.

"Oh God," is the gist of it.

stopped getting this after I stopped having to be in the office on mondays. supposed to be in tomorrow but fk that. ~vibing~

That would only work for me if I was committed to doing "non-work things" (pottering in the garden, washing up etc, etc).