The Sunday that feels like a Saturday
There's almost nothing better than Maccas breakfast on Sunday morning. Even when you don't realise it's Sunday morning.
This weekend isn't a proper weekend at all.
Saturday: Worked half of it, and spent the other half with colleagues (Maccas and movie).
Tonight: Wedding dinner to attend and then leave early from, in order to get to the Linkin Park concert.
I haven't a Scooby-Doo how I'm going to survive work on Monday.
This weekend isn't a proper weekend at all.
Saturday: Worked half of it, and spent the other half with colleagues (Maccas and movie).
Tonight: Wedding dinner to attend and then leave early from, in order to get to the Linkin Park concert.
I haven't a Scooby-Doo how I'm going to survive work on Monday.