That's me right now. It always is at twelve minutes to going home time on a Friday. I'll be up and dancing later on today, I shouldn't wonder. I've had a really packed week and have achieved lots, including the very last maths homework question of the year (fyi it was something about working out a general solution of a flow equation or something. Tedious calculus nonsense.)
I'm really looking forward to several things this weekend e.g.: 1) getting a good sleep tomorrow 2) doing maths revision in a relaxed manner 3) playing ******* **** 4) other stuff
the only slightly worrying thing is that I have to go to dinner soon, and I'm not remotely hungry yet. Ah well, suppose I'll just have to force meself. At least it'll make Mr. Enthusiastic happy.