Fridays are awesome.  I know as soon as my alarm goes off that it's Friday.  Fridays are like "who cares, I'm graduating" but every week.  Everything's just better on Fridays. 

I like the idea of dress-down Fridays.  I always take advantage of this institution.  Even if I hardly dress up during the rest of the week, I dress up even less on Fridays.  So instead of tucking in my polo shirt, I'll leave it untucked.  Stick it to the man!

There's never any traffic on Fridays (except for the Parkway South).  For some reason, it seems like there's a large number of people who just don't work on Fridays.  I don't work on Fridays sometimes, but I don't think the lack of traffic is because of me or because of other people at my place of employment who also don't work on Fridays.  It's something much bigger.  People just take Fridays off.

Everyone at work knows it's Friday too.  They say, "Oh it can wait until next week" or "Let's take an extra long Friday lunch" or "You can leave 59 minutes early.  Not 1 hour.  59 minutes."

And my favorite part about Friday is when I drive up to the security checkpoint and the people that check my ID say, "Have a nice weekend."  It's 8am on Friday morning and they tell me to have a good weekend.  Good deal. #psychology