It’s 10:30 on a Friday night. Up and down the country people are enjoying a night on the town. Having a drink, having a laugh, spending time with their mates, out on the pull, drowning sorrows, telling stories, unwinding, snogging, picking up, dumping, queuing for clubs, waiting for cabs, getting into fights, getting arrested, going to the movies, going to restaurants, and generally having a good time.
And where am I? In my kitchen, wearing a dressing gown and rubber gloves, doing the washing up.
God I need a life!
Yay! It’s Friday!
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#1 by Thumper at April 23rd, 2005
Sounds like how my Friday night will go…
Hi! Michele sent me
#2 by vegemiterules at April 23rd, 2005
G’day Dan, but mate, just think how refreshed you will wake up in the morning, bright eyed and bushy tailed, ready to rage/party for the weekend, all the others will be in bed, recovering while you are out having a great time. Hope you have a great weekend mate, I have had a lovely visit via Micheles meet and greet.
#3 by annie at April 23rd, 2005
Nah, I like to stay home. I’ve “been there and done that”, so I know I’m not missing anything.
Thanks for the info on MoveableType!
#4 by Tammy at April 23rd, 2005
Hey, I spent my Friday night at home in bed. Coughing. Poor me!
Visiting via Michele…neat design and blog!
#5 by kenju at April 25th, 2005
What does “snogging” mean?