Counting down the seconds until Friday at 5PM

As per my last email...

Oh yeah, it's Friday baybay. But does that really matter? The older I get, the less excitement Friday brings. Sure, I can go out and party until 4am without much consequence (like, I won't get fired), but I will also almost certainly feel like utter shit and accomplish none of my personal responsibilities. Moaning and groaning my way through Saturday, and then doing it again as some sort of sick hair of the dog, just sounds…terrible. This means the weekend is just relegated to chores and chill…

Morning people are disgusting

I need another coffee

Living the dream.

Aw yeah baby

Enjoy!

Look on the bright side when you can.

It's time to waste time.