"Thank God/fuck (and I hope I never write those two words so closely together, ever again. That wasn't meant to shock you or cause controversy. I had intended to post a simple blog about "That Friday feeling" and how those phrases, over time, have changed their meaning for me.
When I was younger (!) it meant hooking up with as many friends as possible, drinking until I shouldn't and having the wildest time of my life. Now it means that I don't have to worry about what time I get out of bed on Saturday morning. And although the Mrs usually gives me a lie-in, our Wee Man doesn't.
But I'm not sure I should after that initial... Well, I don't know what you call a God/fuck combo but I want no part of it.) it's Friday".
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