… in that I don’t know just what to do with myself (and not with a beehvie hairdo and too much eyeliner).
It’s Saturday evening and I’m on my own - Colin’s had to work overtime - and I’m bored. I’ve taken down the Christmas decorations (well, it is Twelfth Night), done some housework, and played computer games, and now I want to do something more interesting.
I can’t quite conjure up the effort to do anything much though! I suppose I /could/ go down to Xtravision…
I’m a sad case these evening. But it doesn’t happen that often.