How does your 'weekend' differ from your 'weekday'
Do you bother shaving, or washing. Perhaps you spend two days wearing only underpants....on your head.
When I am drinking weekends are usually a time of over-indulgence as I try to avoid being hungover at work - there's nothing worse than having to make a presentation to the management on the latest 'hats for cows' project when you feel like throwing up....especially when you catch sight of a reflection of yourself and you realise that you haven't shaved or washed...and that you are wearing a pair of underpants on your head.
I tend to have a bit of a lay-in as well. But I find it very hard to sleep in for long. I wake up about an hour past my usual time, try to lay there, but just get really bored. Beds can be quite boring places - And I haven't even got a bed, I sleep on the floor, so when I wake up my choice is basically to decide whether to get up, or whether to lay on the floor - don't get me wrong, the floor's nice, but it has nothing on a chair for comfort.
Food wise I pig out a bit. I am usually quite careful with what I eat as I am prone to a condition known as 'being a fat bastard'. So during the week I tend to meals low in fat and high in blandness. Come the weekend though you'll find me in the trough of saturated fats. My favourite being a deep-fried stuffed crust pizza sandwich with kebab and custard to follow.
I don't get out much at weekends as I am prone to a condition known as 'being an unsociable bastard'. I'm not all that keen on humans if the truth be known. If I do go out I find it more of a chore than a pleasure - I never know what to say to other people in social situations - I'd be much happier if a dog rang me up and asked if I'd like to go down the park and chase after sticks. At work of course I have to speak to others, even if it is only about hats that would suit cows....but all of time I am thinking of how I would rather be chasing sticks down at the park.
