I guess Friday is more pleasant than Saturday. May be it is just like the wait to achieve what you want and the feeling that it is so nearby is more relaxing than getting it actually. W. Somerset Maugham perhaps meant the same thing when he commented that perfection is always trifle boring, or we can compare it with the journey being more memorable than the destination. All right, this is really stretching it too far. but it is almost 2 a.m. now and after a long day, I cannot think properly - getting ready to sleep, hence all this rubbish.
