Long weekends are awesome, and this was no exception. Partying hard on Friday, watching rugby with the Mouse on Saturday, braaing with friends on Sunday, and Mereki on Monday. Life’s good.
The strange part is waking up on Tuesday and actually, being KEEN to get back to work, get going and get shit over with. I’m not used to feeling like this, so allow me to get some work done (for once) and savour this feeling.
I’m useful again. Fuck yeah!