Saturday Night Sleep In

It’s 11pm on a Saturday night and I... just made plans to stay home! I had agreed to go out with PartyAnimal and his friends tonight but I just called him and cancelled. ‘DO NOT TELL ME YOU’RE NOT COMING’ he bellowed when I called his mobile. I did tell him I wasn’t going and he was upset and I felt bad. I hate it when people bail on me and he must have hated it too mostly because this isn’t the first time it’s happened. Last night we agreed to go out. Well, I came to Limassol from Nicosia around 8.30 pm. By 9pm I was in bed asleep. I didn’t even have a shower (and I have two a day since I could remember). I just took of my clothes and lay on the bed. I didn’t even cover myself. I got up at 10am! And PartyAnimal went to the club around 12… without me… again. So it is completely understandable that he is upset.
I do not know what has come over me lately. When I was at Uni, I would go out, drink like a fish, get home around 3am (of course clubs shut earlier in the UK) get up at 8am and be in lecturers by 9am. Now, if I have more than two Margaritas I need to take a morning off work. And I can’t do that. I’m BabyBusinessMan, the Business world needs me the way a strip club needs strippers!

Reasons for not going out tonight
1) I need to wax my legs: I don’t care how gay that sounds, I want to wear shorts, and although they are still more or less smooth my ‘stylist’ is in the Bahamas
2) I need to save money. I need to pay of my debts. I don’t work hard for fun you know
3) I feel fat. If you saw me you’d think that I haven’t eaten since 1992. Although I look good I don’t feel it. I need to go to the gym
4) It’s been 53 days since I stopped smoking and I don’t want to start again. I didn’t blog it because I didn’t want to jinx myself, but I’m still worried that I’ll light up on the dance floor if a sexy random refuses to dance with me. Say awwww…
5) I want to get up early to make the most of my Sunday. I’m BabyBusinessMan and so my time is precious. If I’m not getting paid then I want to make the most of my free time.
6) I don’t want to drink too much. I don’t know what is happening to me. Last year I drank Cider by the gallon now a slight aperitif after dinner makes me drunk.
7) I need a haircut. I feel silly not looking extra-good.
8) For some reason all I want to do is work and go shopping. Last month I was so bored I bought a house. I don’t seem to want to go out. Why? What’s wrong with me?
9) I just want to blog for you guys!
10) I’m having guests next week and will show them around Nicosia. That’ll be a big night so I should save for it!

Reasons to go out tonight
1) PartyAnimal called me a 70 year old and another friend said I’m a party-pooper. It’s not true is it?
2) I should go out to prove to them that the above statement isn’t true.
3) PartyAnimal said that I’d meet the girls of my dreams if I go out. I’m tempted to believe him. But the place we’re going, people have sex in the bathrooms, I know this because I was one of those people so… do you want to marry them (That is not to say that I’m not marriage material. I am. The list above this one proves it). (The fact that I used to have sex in the bathrooms proves that I shouldn’t go because I behave badly. Actually once PartyAnimal came into the bathroom and saw my legs sliding from under the door while I was in the cubicle with an… erm… a ‘date.’ I don’t remember this but he said it was funny).
4) To be funny for PartyAnimal as the note above states!
5) If I don’t go it’s like I’m becoming boring and I used to be the original party boy. There wasn’t one drink I didn’t try, there wasn’t one song I didn’t dance to and there wasn’t one club I didn’t go to (because they kept throwing me out).

In the end I’m staying home. I really do want to get up at 7am and go jogging, so I'm using not going out as an excuse. I’m sitting here in my boxers writing this. I’m bored out of my mind at home. I might be bored at the club. It’s a lose-lose situation. I know once I go to the club I’ll have fun, but I can’t even be bothered to put my socks on. I’d rather take them off… but not in the bathrooms of the club though!