So full of potential; the happiest day of the week, and devoid of the creeping return-to-work-tomorrow dread that undermines all Sunday activity. Fridays are like mini Christmas Eves - promising two days of little or no work, a few extra hours of blissful unconsciousness, aimless driving, hiking, shopping, loafing, visiting, drinking, not showering... whatever your thing is...
What time is it already?
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