sunday nights, as usual, can be quite a problematic enigma for me. i'd sometimes look for that one final activity to go for which i think will help wrap up the weekend, and in turn, will define and seal the preceding days in the whole week that you've been through. and if none is to be found, well, there's always cable tv. tonight, i found the perfect reason to nicely wrap up my sunday. all it took was a sms from an old friend, ernie; and we both ended up at tango's in the village. the perfect culprit for an excuse.
ernie strongly felt that guinness draught did not match his skin tone and wished he had ordered a strawberry daquiri instead...
the concluding pint that sent me home... to yet another manic monday
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