Why is it not Friday?
I'm having a really good day today, except that I'm all disoriented because it really, really feels like it should be Friday. And it's not. I hate when that happens. I know why it's happening too - I went to happy hour last night. Traditionally, whenever my office gets together for a happy hour, we do it on Thursday night. It works out well because if, for some inexplicable reason, you wake up the morning after happy hour not feeling so great, you can tell yourself "It's Friday...I just have to make it through one more day". But this time we decided to just go nuts and have happy hour on a Wednesday.....yes - we are a wild bunch. And I didn't even drink - I had a nasty headache all day yesterday and decided that alcohol probably would not help the situation. But I did stay out way too late (and of course, when I got home I HAD to watch the episode of Lost that I'd taped, so I got to bed even later), so when I woke up this morning completely wiped out (but not hung over!), I gave myself my usual "It's Friday....you can make it!" speech to get myself out of bed, and it wasn't until I was actually in the office looking at my calendar that I realized.....it's Thursday. But I still have that happy Friday feeling. Hopefully I'll still have it tomorrow, on Actual Friday!