Friday night at the meat market. Oh, the romance ;)
Now It's up To Me to Bow out Gracefully
Whenever you call me, I'll be there
Whenever you want me, I'll be there
Whenever you need me, I'll be there
I'll be around
It was my phone. I answered it:
"Hello?"
"Hi, Stevie. Whatcha doin'?"
It was my mom. I answered her:
"Nothing. Just getting ready for bed."
"What?"
"Yeah."
"It's nine-thirty. On a Friday night, Stephen!"
"I know. I'm a swinger, ma."
"Obviously."
"Yup. I'm putting myself out there. Maybe I'll meet someone."
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You, my friend, are not alone. When I was a much younger, single woman working at a high stress job (magazine ad sales) I would welcome Friday nights just so that I could go home and collapse. Only if there was really something special happening would I go out on a Friday night. Fridays were a couple of drinks with the girls, maybe a quick bite to eat and then home. Pajamas! Cats! Falling asleep before the end of Letterman. Wait a minute, with some slight variation this is still what my Friday nights are like. See, it will all work out for the best. Sleep tight young man.

nix! your friday night sounds like the majority of mine. the only difference? ice cream. where was your ICE CREAM?!?! geesh. oh well. in other news, i'm thinking about coming to see MPS saturday night. holla at me this week so we can discuss. miss you to reeces pieces, pumpkins. xo
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