Sunday nights suck

Just as much as Friday nights rock, Sunday nights suck. There's that awful feeling I get when the sun goes down that the weekend is nearly over and I haven't gotten as much done as I should have.

I used to get that feeling a lot more badly when I was still at school/uni because usually it meant I hadn't done enough homework/study/assignments, and it was going to bite me hard the next day.

It's not so bad anymore, but there's still the power of association. Not to mention being alone which is never helpful either.

Countdown begins tomorrow.