most fridays started in the pub, straight after work, no time for dinner just liquid refreshment. things would would drift into messy, fuzzy fun. sometimes there'd be dancing but there was always music. sleep deprivation and dehydration. banging tunes and banging headaches. waking up sometime saturday, late afternoon, hopefully at home. fried foods and carbs would be my only salvation.
last night wasn't quite so extreme but it reminded me that i've neglected a certain group of friends for too long. i think my liver may be ready to make a mends.