i always thought that once you get a typical 9to5 job, you start a weekend-life. you live for the weekends, so to speak. at the end of a weekday, you’re tired, and the only thing you’re capable of doing is crash on the couch and watch tv. it’s pretty sad to think this way, but that’s the way it’s gonna be, no?… well, my point is, the last couple of weeks i seem to have entered this weekend-life already… dunno… i work at the lab during the day (sometimes the night), just waiting for the weekend to come. and then the weekends are just *p*e*r*f*e*c*t* but too fucking short! so comes monday, and i’m dreaming about the upcoming weekend again… that’s crap!!