Curing Your Sunday Night Depression is Back!

If you’ve been reading Detroit4lyfe from the start, you know exactly what this is and you’ve probably already got your box of Kleenex handy.  For all of our new readers, let me explain this as concisely as possible:  loooons.

No, seriously, this is something we started last February with hopes of curing Sunday Night Depression (SND).  There’s nothing as craptastic as coming off the high of a weekend and getting to Sunday evening with the realization of, “shit, I actually have to go to work (or school) tomorrow and do something constructive with my life.”  It’s an awful disease.  So we’ve decided to try and cure it with a nice doseage of anti-debreastants.

This Sunday is extra depressing, too, so it’s not a bad weekend to get hooked on these meds again.  The Tigers lost to Colby Lewis and the Texas Rangers 8-4 and the Red Wings blew a chance to end their series with the Coyotes by getting drubbed, 5-2, at the Joe.  An extra kick to my nuts is that I start taking my law school exams this Friday and my exam mustache is nowhere near ready.  Therefore, I’m going to raise the doseage a little bit  — something sassy, that has an extra kick.

And that remedy babe will be “Mad Men”‘s Christina Hendricks.  After the jump.

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