  for me every day of the week has started taking some kind of meaning nowadays:  monday:  another weekend down the drain.  time to make a fresh start.  do something meaningful this week tuesday:  good intentions remain exactly that,
 good intentions.  targets for the week are hastily recalculated and meetings rescheduled wednesday:  * big sigh of relief*  halfway down the week,  the last two days cannot be that bad at all.  somehow this day always whizzes right by me thursday:  by default we land up at Third Base at night.  so i know whatever happens during the day it will all end well friday:  will actually do some work cos i always catch my advisor on fridays.
 and he keeps scaring me with how far he thinks my work can go!  saturday:  glad that another week has passed without any major dramas,  and i still have full use of all my bodily functions.  usually my most inspired day too sunday:  the one day that everyone sleeps in,  i can't!  invariably,  for some reason or the other,  i will be up and about,  bright and early on sunday mornings.  and i will be waxing philosophical about the week ahead 
