I have headed a couple hours north to visit a friend for his annual side dish holiday party and, more importantly, to watch the Liverpool/Spurs match with him tomorrow morning.
Before he moved away, we used to spend our weekend mornings at the pub watching the footie, but since he’s left, I don’t bother to go anymore. It’s way cheaper and way less douche-y at my house. And my house doesn’t require pants. Or getting out of bed. Technology!
But I really miss watching with my friend, so the fact that his party is tonight and our teams are playing each other tomorrow morning is just perfect timing.
I’ll be back with a new lesson on Monday.