Sometimes I feel weird spending a Friday or Saturday night at home alone, but I've been enjoying it more as of late.
Tonight I did the dishes, intense yoga, made yummy pizza, drank some wine from Niagara last weekend, and ate ice cream sandwiches and strawberries.
I'm going to have a bath, listen to some music and finish my book.
A surprise sexy time visit would be the cherry on my wonderful evening, but that may be pushing it. Ill probably settle for emotionally retarded Dexter and idiotic "workaholics".
