My boyfriend has noticed it, my family has noticed it, and now I've noticed it. I've been in a funk, a rut, a self-loathing coma, and it's time to snap out of it. Tomorrow is a new day and I don't want this funk to take over it. I can't call up my magical genie to take away the funk; it's all up to me. When I'm in a funk-mood, I typically stay to myself. I'm short ...