a_month_full_of_weekends blue sky with clouds golden saturdays and sleepy sundays arrive on schedule like the voluptuous aunt slightly out of reach. her perfume is intoxicating and her smile a magic carpet we ride upon into the land of wonder. 020504 ... kerry in the past, saturdays have always held kind of a sacred place in my heart. :) i wake up, my dog's sitting by my bed staring at me if it's raining, and i pet her until my eyelids have adjusted to the feel of being open. sundays are stale, though, and boring; filled with the anticipation of monday. 020504 ... primus funny thing about weekends when you're unempolyed, they dont mean quite so much anymore, except you get to hang out with your working friends... 050926 ... falling_alone i month full of weekends and i would never get anything done. 060227 what's it to you? who go blather from