a two-day weekend

Work week comprises of six days.
Took today off because of unavoidable circumstances.
Cannot fathom the attraction of two-day weekend.
Feel bored out of my mind, nicotine intake is at its height, primarily because have nothing else to do.
In all honesty, can do a lot of things: write the article have promised for this week's issue, start sketching again (hah), excercise (hah hah), read up on asia's rice crises that TIME's cover so scaringly paraded two weeks ago.
No desire to do any of the above.
Think being stuck so far away from civilization is to be blamed. Cannot go out of the house which is a killer for any off-day. What's the point of being free if can't go meet friends, shop for books or hang out at hot fusion. have realized life's quite unfair
Felt a little better when wrote a couple of emails. Maybe will feel better after this log.
Can literally feel neurons and what not die in the brain.