it really was labour (ie, work) day.

my public holiday monday consisted of:
1. going to sleep at around 3 am.
2. waking up groggy at around 7-8 am to no sunshine and grey skies.
3. going back to my computer to continue editing acct.
4. edit until i was almost late for work.
5. get to work.
6. at work: walk around like a zombie (thank goodness it was quiet.. dunno wat i wouldve done had it been anything else).
7. get home and edit some more.
8. godbrother came over for dinner.
9. wash my hands free of acct pending originality report.
10. needing sleep.

and that's our break gone. =( it didnt even feel like a break. i felt like i did more work than a normal uni week. albeit different kind of work. *sigh* i forget that this stupid 12 week semester thing means exams are actually really close by.

while in front of my daily 15 mins of tv:
i looked up avl wines in my dads winebook. they were given 4.5 stars in general. (tempus two, yaldara and mcguigan).