…TGIF Dos and Don’ts
1. Don’t wear crappy clothes on Fridays. Even – nay, especially - when you don’t have plans for that evening. Because, sure as I need a haircut, you’ll get an offer to go out – and almost certainly to somewhere a little bit fancy. And when you’re running around that laser-tag maze*, you’ll be all off-target trying to keep your pants up.
2. Do plan more interesting things with your weekend. For example, visiting places such as this might excite the imagination and feed one’s natural craving for absurdity if one were to, er, conveniently have said natural craving. However, when all’s said and done, I am more likely to stay quite close to this instead. On the plus side, I will be clocking up some more hours of this as well, so it’s not my whole life I’m wasting on vicariousness**.
3. Do/Don’t learn what pathetic really means. My mum told me she is praying to St Jude that I meet the love of my life next year. In case you didn’t know, St Jude is the patron saint of HOPE FOR THE HOPELESS. Thanks Mum.
I wonder who the patron saint of WHOOPARSE is - then I can pray for one of these*…
