Monday seems to be here. I'm not too keen on it, they generally have nothing to offer for the likes of me. I don't hate them as much as certain cartoon cat does, but I'm not a fan either.
I just went outside to work as a "janitor", meaning that I went and took care of the all the show piled up on the yard during the night. You should've probably seen it, I bet it looks hilarious when a wannabe-rocker tries to actually do something. But I handled the shit out of, the yard is clean and my muscles (or the places where normal people have muscles) hurt. Way to go me!
No idea what to do now, maybe I'll just continue with my research.