Really, Friday?
Every day this week seemed like Friday.
Earlier in the week I asked my labmate what he was doing this
weekend, he responded with, "Um... it's Tuesday." You can see how
painful this would be, being disappointed every day this week since
it wasn't Friday.
Yesterday I went to get a much needed haircut and I was telling the
hairstylist of my daily disappointment, as even that morning I woke
up thinking it was Friday. While she couldn't relate with me this
week, she understood the pain of that. Then a few minutes later
someone in the salon says, "Man, doesn't it feel like Friday?"
I guess it happens if you have slow week. This week I've been
waiting on a lot of time-sensitive things, so things haven't been
as hectic for me. In fact, the things I've been waiting for in the
lab wouldn't finish until... you guessed it, Friday.
I'll work hard today and then enjoy some play time this weekend. A
lot of stuff going on which should be fun.
One more thing: happy birthday, Richard.
