Thou Shalt Not Waste Your Evenings Like This

Man, I could really not have less to say these days. How can this be? I usually have something to talk about, but I am dry and shriveled up, like my ovaries.

I went to bed last night at 845pm because there wasn’t anything better to do. This is what my life has come to. I’m 97 years old now and pretty soon I’ll be wearing depends and drinking 8 cans of vanilla-flavored Ensure each day.

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  1. March 11, 2008

    My co-worker and I joke about going to bed at 8:45 on a Friday night. I remember in my twenties I went out at 9pm to go see some bands. Usually several nights a week. Now I won’t even start a TV show after 9pm.

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