realization hits like a mack truck...
i've realized that i have a distinct pattern when it comes to certain things. on weekends, when there isn't anybody around, everybody is either working, or whatnottery, and it's just me in the apartment, i've figured out my enjoyment scenario. I simply sit around and do what any kentucky boy would do, I blast Hank Williams III and drink beer, and I enjoy the hell out of doing it once in a while, nobody else ever wants to listen to Hank III....bastards.