It's Friday, it's Friday ...the end of the week, and the last day !

Usually, I'd be excited that it's Friday ...but these days, I could give a damn.
I don't work full time, so it's not like I'm doing 98754932847 things, and now it's Friday, so I've got two days of rest.
Hell, I rest all week, basically.  Until it's time to go yell at kids about the greatness of basketball.
I've never really had that conventional 9 to 5.
I went through a period where I had 3 jobs, just because ...I didn't really need the money, I just wanted it and wanted something to do.
I'd work from 8 to 4, leave that job, head to the next and work from 5 or 5:30 to about midnight ..and then I had a job on the weekend.
It's just like that skit on In Living Color, with the Jafakeins ( Jamaicans ) wit da turteen jawbs !

You'd think  I would've been dead tired and complaining about working too much, but I wasn't.
Now? You can't catch me wanting to work for anyone.

My, how times have changed.

I've gotta get back in that work force, for real.