Not this week though, as I'm enjoying my last piece of workfree moment, practically few hours before my next work day...
As today is the replacement holiday for the Labour Day of 2005!
Cheers to the labours of the world. But, perhaps it's a good day to do some good thinking of where, after all the years of labouring you've did, end you up in? Has it been a good h*ll of a deal where all the fruits of labour come piling at your doorstep, or you are practically living out the same way as you are now, except you have some extra fine lines appearing at the end of a pair of your eyes, which somehow flickering uncertainly with restlessness, despire, desire...?
