Why is it that weekends never seem to be as wonderful after you've gotten into them.  You look forward to them from monday to friday and by the time they get here, you find yourself sitting around doing nothing.  sure there's the occasional somthing fun that you do, but it doesnt last the whole weekend.  so basically i glue myself to my computer in hopes that somthing interesting could happen.  Let's see, i went to church this morning, so i had to wake up at like 7 to get to 8:30 mass on time.  and thats basically all ive done.  i tried to plan somthing with a couple of my friends but they all find it fun to sit around and do nothing.  Is it me or them that's wierd?