saturday night greets me tonight like a lukewarm bath. i don't want want to play.
the lure is stifled by realistic expectations of debauchery and bullshit.
as enticing as that sounds this evening, i am gonna have to pass.
i have big plans this evening. eating butternut squash and pan fried zucchini-maybe gettin crazy and taking a hot shower... i might even read another chapter in my book.
