Hmm... Feels like a Friday night... Watching the footy... Useless posts on netrider... Sleep in tomorrow... God Bless Public Holidays However year after year I'm racked with ANZAC Day guilt. The guilt that I'm taking a day off work to 'remember' fallen heros and those who helped shape our nation and it's identity... and then just doing whatever the hell I want... make a long weekend of it... go away down the farm... sleep in... pig out... whatever I've told myself many years in a row, 'this year, I'm going to a dawn service', but like all the other years I just won't. It's not like the Queens Birthday which is just indulgent crap that I'm happy to abuse . I just feel bad that I take the holiday but don't really show the day the respect it deserves. I suppose something can be said for enjoying a day off for leisure that is a celebration of the sacrifices that they made that allow us to enjoy it. But I reckon that everyday of freedom is that celebration, ANZAC Day is their day. Am I the only one?