Saturdays were always my favorites. In reality, my goal in life has always been to make every day a Saturday. I could wake up whenever, eat as I pleased, did some exercise, wrote some music, played some music, fucked a few women, did more writing, eating, exercising, etc.
... oh yes, and I had a perfect body, face, hair, and was the object of desire of every female in the vicinity (Hey it's my fantasy).
Yet for the last five years, I've been some working Saturdays every year for, well, work.
This is one of them.
Yay.
Well I remind myself, that this is the price I pay for what I've chosen to do in my professional career.
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