So, the porn legend Ron Jeremy is in town to perform his comedy show. He is appearing at our local strip joint. I am quite amused by the whole thing. I thought about attending, but my social calendar is quite full this weekend, strangely enough. I have multiple invitations for Friday evening and am scheduled to work Saturday evening until 9pm. Sunday I am volunteering to be a "victim" for an EMT class. Before anyone decides to comment on that, don't. I thought I would be nice and help out a friend with her final exam. The irony is hysterical considering my past history of maladies. I should make a good test subject.
I have been going out every weekend for the past several weeks and as much as I typically like to be out and be a social butterfly, I like to hibernate at home also. The older I become, the more I enjoy the cozy, curl-up at home time. It goes in cycles for me. And if I have had a long week, sometimes I will want to blow off steam, and others I will want to do nothing more than go home, get into some sweats and watch six episodes of 24. What can I say? I am not 21 anymore. And that is a good thing for me.