I know you know what I mean.
The weekend is coming, and you for some reason stay up later than usual (my usual is 2-3am), and then wake up about 2 hours later because you hear a noise, or your dog is barking, or your have to use the bathroom (yeh, that happens when you're old)..and you realize you're sick to your stomach, you have a headache, your nose is stuffed up, your chest feels like you're wearing armour and your bones hurt like Meg Ryan smacking into the logging truck at the end of City of Angels. So you get up, use the bathroom, take some cold medicine, and sit and check out G|A for a while, while waiting to see if you are actually going to heave or not..and then finally go back to bed to see if you can sleep off whatever it is that has crept into your system..
But it doesn't. And your weekend is shot because this one is a hanging on event...
well, you all have a nice weekend.