I hate weekdays...

I've discovered recently that I'm only truly happy two days out of the week. That means I'm only happy 28.5% of the time! I don't hate my job or anything but sometimes it feels like a chore that I only do so I can get to Saturday and Sunday. The fact that the last two weekends have been especially awesome (don't ask my why, that's a whole other blog!) has only served to remind me of how long and daunting the week is. But I guess we all have our burdens to bear. For some its disease and starvation, for others it's oppression and hate. For me it's a 40 hour work week... I guess I don't have it that bad, but man I cant wait until Friday!