I hate hump day

Most people normally dread Monday's because it's the signature of "back to the grind" day. Not me, I detest Wednesday. I can already feel the pangs of it as I type this. Tuesday nights are always the hardest for me to fall asleep. I wake with dread about going through my day. I loathe it as much as it is possible to hate a day. What has Wednesday ever done to me? Nothing. It's never called me names or hurt me in any way. It's just a constant reminder that even though I am already exhausted, I still have half my week left. I can almost see it sticking it's tongue and middle appendage out/up at me as I type. F***ing Wednesday.