You'd like to be at the head of the pack at the start of the week, but nothing you do seems to give you any advantage. You pump your legs and you move an inch. It's almost like you're walking on a conveyor belt in the wrong direction. Tuesday and Wednesday, you'll throw up your hands and let the conveyor belt carry you where it will -- blissfully, into the arms of someone super cute -- but Thursday and Friday bring about an insight into taking control of your life again. This weekend, happily on your way, you'll see a few of your friends in the same situation you were in on Monday.