I want a party!

I could really do with a good ol' ass-shake tonight. But instead I'm going to drink wine, watch soccer and stuff my face. No reason to complain, I know. But it would be nice to just be loud and crude and not feel like I'm permanently on my best behaviour for just one night. Instead I comfort myself with these memories… ::enter violin music:: And remind myself that I really have no right to expect an ounce for fun for the rest of my life after this party!