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Normally on Friday nights I am happy, nay excited, to come home, crash on the couch, half-watch a movie, play on the internet, and go to bed blissfully early. Because I am old. But tonight, man, nothing is holding my attention, I'm bored, and I wish I were out doing something involving other people. Crazy!

Also, my apartment smells like cat food. I'm fairly certain these are unrelated statements, though.

Anyway, I think I might get re-dressed and go for a walk - and you know it's serious if I'm contemplating leaving the state of pantslessness. Because I'm seriously just wandering around my apartment, looking for something that'll hold my interest for more than 2 minutes.

yours aimlessly,