After sitting around looking pensive for a while this evening,
I thought Screw this!
Me and beefcake guy might be sober and alone on a Friday night, but so what?
There's flirting with iPhone apps to be done.
We can dance in our kitchen.
We can even enjoy twirling.
We can insult invisible foes with a Shakespearean thumb bite.
We can take baths in the dark.
We can decide to knit new homemade washcloths and WE CAN DECIDE THAT FRIDAY NIGHTS HAVEN'T BECOME THE MOST PATHETIC THING TO HAPPEN 52 TIMES A YEAR.
What do your Friday nights look like?