Better late than never....?

Ah... it's a fine morning- Saturday morning always are. The one morning on which mothers don't grudge you any sleep; softened by watching you plod along to college at 730 every morning, they choose to let you stay in the blissful world of dreams for just a few hours longer. It makes all the difference.... Between a cranky, scowling pain in the ass and a cheerful, helpful delight to have around. Saturday mornings are even better when you're looking forward to going to a movie with your classmates... But then again, certain things can ruin the harmony of the most wonderful mornings- like classmates who are well over a half-hour late in picking you up for the movie, which sadly happens to be 'Bewitched' instead of 'The Interpretor'. Then you have nothing to take comfort in except perhaps bitching about these friends on your blog...