Roving Thursdays Social Club
Thursday nights, I go drinking.
A new place every week, a laissez faire attitude towards whether my friends decide to join me or not, and beer, or gin, or wine.
It works. Gets me out of the house, and I usually get to spend some time with at least a couple of friends, and sometimes a whole troop. (Sometimes I'm on my own.)
I don't usually have more than a couple of drinks--it's a weeknight, after all--but by god, by Thursday am I needing the ritual of it. It's always impressive to me how a little civilized company (and a beer) is such marvelous balm to the work-wounded soul.
Work's been fairly stressful this week, so I'm feeling a bit abraded.
Who knows if any of my friends will show (I purposefully structured these things as no obligations, no reservations, and no stress), but damn, is that beer going to taste good tonight.
A new place every week, a laissez faire attitude towards whether my friends decide to join me or not, and beer, or gin, or wine.
It works. Gets me out of the house, and I usually get to spend some time with at least a couple of friends, and sometimes a whole troop. (Sometimes I'm on my own.)
I don't usually have more than a couple of drinks--it's a weeknight, after all--but by god, by Thursday am I needing the ritual of it. It's always impressive to me how a little civilized company (and a beer) is such marvelous balm to the work-wounded soul.
Work's been fairly stressful this week, so I'm feeling a bit abraded.
Who knows if any of my friends will show (I purposefully structured these things as no obligations, no reservations, and no stress), but damn, is that beer going to taste good tonight.