Happy Wednesday

Wednesday is probably my least favourite day of the week. Sure, Monday is rough but it tends to be quite slow. Tuesday is fine as you haven't quite hit the full swing of a work week and Sunday has a sense of dread with it for the impending work on Monday but it still starts with a lie in and is a day off work nonetheless.
Wednesday on the other hand is a complete nightmare. Work is in full swing, you're equidistant away from the weekend coming and the weekend gone and generally, it's not close enough to the weekend to warrant going out just yet.

Today however is a blood marvellous day. London is bathed in spring sunshine with blue skies and enough sunshine to start shedding layers. What's even more noticeable is people's moods are beginning to lift with the weather as people on the tube become less moody and faces start to retreat from hunching into their coats and scarves. As I walked down Brixton hill this morning though, I was practically skipping and here's why..

This weekend consists of going to a house-warming party Friday night, Saturday with my sister and DJing at another party Saturday night. And as excited as I am for this weekend, nothing compares to Monday morning.

Have a good Wednesday people and remember, it's only 5 more days until brand new Burial.