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Thursday...it's the new Friday

I live for weeks like this. Tomorrow is Good Friday and God bless the people of Sony for giving their employees the day off. I love the idea of a four day work week. That should be the standard. Enough of this working Monday thru Friday bullshit. I love having a three day weekend. And after each weekend as such, I come back to work only to look at my calendar and start counting down to the next holiday...May 31st in this case. I can't wait! I know, I know. I know what you're thinking...I haven't even had this three day weekend yet and I'm already thinking about the next. But like every other weekend, regardless of the fact that this one is three days long, it is going to zip by me faster than...well, I can't think of a clever line right now. That's what this week, well, last two weeks have done to me. I've been so whipped at work, I've lost all ability to think. Although I've enjoyed having my own office and not constantly being under a microscope, I will be glad to have Andrew back in the office. Maybe I will get my sanity back as well. Nah. Now I'm just being dramatic. Sometimes I feel as though I have to be dramatic because I really tend to lead a dramaless life. For those who know me...I am so not drama. I am the most dramafree person you'll meet. I never get drama. However, I am surrounded by drama. I live vicariously through other people's drama. And that's fine by me. I don't need any unnecessary drama. That's just the kind of person I am I guess...a take it or leave it kind of gal. If something smells of drama, I say leave it.

But going back to weekends...however much I love a three day weekend, I do tend to be a bit burdened by them. There is so much built up to them...with the whole countdown and such...that I always feel this tremendous pressure to do something GREAT or especially ADVENTURESOME (that's probably about the sixth word I've made up today...I know, I know, it's supposed to be "adventurous"...but I'm not a conformist). Then I end up doing nothing or something that might as well be equivalent to nothing and I get bummed because I feel like I didn't fully live up the weekend. Blah...that's what I then feel. And because I am anticipating this...I am going to do everything in my will power to avoid this whole occurence. Yes. I am going to seriously live it up this weekend...if possible. Well, let's see, what do I have planned so far? Well, it's a big huzzah at the Gamo household on Saturday for Robee and Eric. I am in charge of drinks at the festivities in which I will do everything in my will power to get everybody of legal age drunk. And for those not of legal age...I am willing to do some insider bartering. Sshh. So that will consume my Saturday. The rest of the weekend is a free for all. I feel like I should go out tonight and take advantage of the fact that I can sleep in tomorrow morning. Hmm....what to do, what to do. See, this is exactly what I mean. I think about what I should do and in doing so, I overthink it and then completely miss the whole weekend. Not this time. Not this time. (I'm trying to convince myself.)

So, um, yeah. I think this is probably one of the most discombobulated blog ever. Whatever.