So, the weekend has landed and I find myself sat at home on a Friday night, with no plans to go out. While on one hand, it feels almost like I've nae mates (which is a thought almost scary and yet strangely liberating at the same time), on the other hand, it does feel nice to not have to worry about rushing anywhere to meet anybody, to not have to worry about what I'm going to wear and where I'm going to go as I tear up the dancefloor of yet another evil part-tim-from-his-dough-club. Oh, I feel a little bit boring but it's good to experience what the majority doth experience every weekend. So, it looks like tonight I have a date with either a book or a movie in the confines of my bed.....maybe I'll have me a Ménage à trois.

Choonage: The Wiggle - Dave Clarke