Well here it is, Saturday night and I could go out no problem, nothing's stopping me... except my desire to do it. I'm just a facial shave away from getting ready (I'm shaved everywhere else and just got out of the shower). So why aren't I all fired up about going out? I don't know.
Maybe I'm tired of the bar scene. I wouldn't mind having some girls over for a poker game or to shoot some pool or play air hockey or darts. That would be fun. Maybe just a friend or two to watch a movie. That would be nice too. But when I think of heading out to the bars it just doesn't appeal to me right now.
Maybe I'll just get dressed anyway and watch a movie. I can't beat myself in air hockey, pool or darts. Or should I say I always beat myself? And poker seems to be the same problem. I always win and always lose at the same time. :duh: Oh, geez! Now my brain's starting to smoke, I can see it coming out my ears.
[size=5]WARNING! WARNING! MENTAL OVERLOAD![/size]
[size=5][/size]Okay, I think I'll take me up on that offer. All this thinking is turning me into a blonde.
