And it all goes poof

It's almost the end of the week and I feel like I barely had time to blink. When there are things to do, places to go and friends to go there with, time becomes inconsequential--a thing of the present, a present that is ever here, never there. What, is it Friday tomorrow? ooh, la la! And the weekend holds so much yellows, too, with "Inception", "Crazy Beautiful" and "Delicatessen" waiting to be experienced. Funny, how I hardly have enough nows now to do everything that's waiting to be done!