But first how does a week pass?
A week starts with the weekend.
Friday evening: Long marathon meetings get over. A certain sense of relief looms over you, you feel satisfied and feel the urge to celebrate. The night is spent watching a movie. Sleep late night
Saturday: Get up by 1200, eat lunch, family time(chat or phone call). Evenings are outing times with freinds. Copper county UP and the beaches beckon. Nights are again movie time.
Sunday: Same as saturday except in the night it is more like bickering about the next days work.
Monday: Blues.... Get up go to work. Come back. check online stuff mails blogs news chat.Then research work till evening. Evening hang out with friends have some fun some songs feel better monday is over. Come home eat food.
Tuesday: Same as monday except no hanging with friends but just come back home and start cooking food, these days its just vegetarian as two of the roomies are vegetarian. Night get bored sleep off soon after watching some tv.
Wednesdays: Same as monday no more blues though. Meeting on friday starts making its presence felt harder. Sit and read some more research.
Thursdays: Meeting looms strongly.
Friday: Weekend :)
Thats the life I have been living these days.
The purpose of writing is to inflate weak ideas, obscure pure reasoning and inhibit clarity. With a little practice, writing can be intimidating and impenetrable fog! ------ Calvin
Saturday, June 26, 2004
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