THE Shit...

Ate dinner, drank wine, slept in, fry-up, lounged in front of TV, ate junk, drank beer, got ready, went out, got drunk, slept in, ate BLUEBERRY PANCAKES AND MAPLE SYRUP PANCAKES WITH BACON!  You've got to admire the Americans...their crazy food combo's just seem to work.  (Next I'll try candied Yams) 
And now...back to reality.   

Just SHIT...

My town is slowly failing to offer me anything in the way of a decent night out, unless you count restaurants.  Even my favourite places are starting to let me down.   Am I just getting old?  Is my only choice between cheesy wedding reception music and trashy dance that makes my brain hurt?  And while I'm on the subject, why do so many women want to look like WAGs?  Big hair, fake tan, bodycon dresses, french manicures and stack heels.  They are EVERYWHERE!   I'm not one to judge but I'm fairly sure they are all shallow, vacant and a bit thick.