Oh, look! Is it a stockbrocker?
Is it a quantity surveyor?
Is it a church warden?
NO!!! It's Bicycle Repair Man!
...no, no, no. No such nonsense. It's the most awesome day of the week:
Fucking friday! Bless us all on this day. It's the day of corageous adventures, brave explorations, journeys into the unknown...
...or I could just get back home, get baked, listen to awesome music that I will choose - not some useless crap on a fucking nightclub - and play guitar, play guitar, play guitar, until my fingers come out blistered once again.
Man, how great it is to have such a significant day on the week. No alarms! No buses! No job! No pants! Uahahahahaha, I love to remind myself of this fact - that I often do on these warm evenings - I get home, get off my boots, then I remember, "I'm the king of this fucking Tower! I can get around naked if I want! Generally, I won't go into full frontal nudity - I just stick around in my underwear.
My plan is clear and simple - get the fuck outta here, get on the fucking bus, get home, get upstairs and have a party.
My kind of party, on my kind of friday. Party until the night ends! No, no, no. Party until 10 PM. After that, the fake fucking nazi german wannabe neighbour of mine could cause me trouble - and my 6 meters long headphones won't arrive until next thursday. So, I guess, that's when my party ends. Then I get to sleep, wake up without an alarm blaring by 5 AM, brew me some coffee, do me "wake and bake" procedures, eat something, take my magic pills, and do...whatever the FUCK I want to do. Watch some "IT Crowd"(editor's note - this series is highly recommend for anyone who's ever worked with IT or computers...it certainly did relate to me!), watch some movie I haven't yet seen, listen to music, play guitar on my 1,5 meters long fucking headphone - no wonder I purchased such a looooong cabled new pair of headphones, get it?
Anyways, I know it sounds lame - but that's my kind of entertainment. If you're into spending thousands of bucks on a fucking crowded, noisy, smelly nightclub, go on ahead. Don't let the "loser" stop you. Do what you like, man!
I'm all about getting home, getting comfortable, getting baked, getting noisy on my pedals and six strings - that's a party for me on fridays.
It's fucking friday! Do what you like! A lot!
I know I'm gonna do. Wheeeeeeee!
