random thoughts – Day 1,361 – (Friday) – quiet

After three nights of social activity, it was pure joy to be home after work. Not the wild unbridled joy you might see in an ad with someone in a prairie dress twirling in a filed. This was the quiet, solitary joy of me sitting on my futon (that should be a grown up couch but still isn’t) and watching Netflix.

Tonight’s Netflix choices included a show about Studio 54 that I watched a few years ago. I’m blaming the Booty Vortex band and the disco covers from the event last night for that one. And also Netflix for not having anything all that enticing for me to watch. The suggestions received seem less than ideal, maybe from years of not rating what I watched.

Oatmeal stout.

There was leftover frozen pizza and Ipswich Ale Oatmeal Stout for supper, after a day of overeating a whole lot of stuff at the office including many, many chocolate-covered toffee pieces. Goodbye, you were super delicious. The oatmeal ale was bought two weekends ago while out with Mom and has since sat in the fridge patiently waiting for me to finally crack one open. Tonight was the night. 

 The weekend is a semi-blank slate, so we’ll see how it pans out. There are several options in the form of Facebook events marked “Interested.” There is the rest of the Country Roads Christmas Tour out in the country. We’ll see. Options are good.