Next week I have three... THREE nights out in a row. Possibly four if I can make up my mind about something. That's a bit of a break in my social dry spell (I don't count catching up with FP as a night out).
And they're not sensible, sober affairs either.
A night out with my sis and brother-in-law, a night out with work peeps and the annual Hallowe'en night out with S, GM etc.
There's also a speed dating night that I'm contemplating, and there was an outside chance that I might have had a night out with KfW2 as well, though she's double-booked that weekend. That'll need to be re-arranged.
My liver's going to take a pounding. Oopsie!
Gasp.
Remember in my last post, I said that the weather was great and that I am always more frisky in good weather? Well, I should have added that...
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